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Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 01

By: philipmitchellstein



Sunlight streamed through a gap in the blinds, sending a beam of warm summer light over Penny's face. Blinking and screwing up her eyes against the rays, she slowly woke up, looking around the room, admiring the way motes of dust glittered in the morning sun. To one side, Mark, her husband, was still asleep, his head buried in a pillow. Penny's movements disturbed him slightly, and he tried to snuggle closer to her.

It had been a warm night and Penny and Mark were both naked. They had thrown their sheets off as they slept, creating a tangled mess at the foot of the bed. Mark and Penny had moved into the house only yesterday, and the walls were bare, with pictures propped against the walls where they would be hung later in the day. Cardboard boxes were stacked in the corner, and Penny knew she would be spending the coming days unpacking them. She was proud of the way she and her husband had built up their lives to the stage where they could buy such a beautiful home. For the moment, she listened to the birds begin their calls as the sun rose over the horizon.

Mark was probably ten minutes from waking. Penny could tell by the way his cock was starting to firm up. It did this every morning; by the time he was properly awake, he'd have a raging hard on, and would immediately move alongside Penny, kissing her, his hands roaming over her body, eager to make love to her before they had to get up and begin their working day. It had been this way for their entire married life, getting on for twenty years now.

Penny knew this would happen and loved Mark for it. She was in a good mood this morning, it was such a beautiful day; but it would be fifteen minutes until Mark was making love to her. Feeling summertime horny, Penny wondered why she shouldn't hurry things along and give Mark a little treat at the same time. When Mark rolled onto his back, exposing his stiffening penis to the air, Penny's mind was made up.

Moving her body carefully so as not to wake him, Penny positioned herself between Mark's legs. Penny was a full-figured woman, with large soft breasts and a generous, curvaceous butt that Mark loved to grab hold of and squeeze. With her breasts squashed against Mark's thighs, Penny moved her mouth over Mark's cock, admiring his full balls, quite obviously heavy with semen, as she did so. Penny felt a little gush of moisture leak from her pussy when she thought about all that spunk flowing out of Mark and into her body, and breathing slowly, she closed her lips around the head of Mark's penis.

Mark reached full stiffness almost instantly, his cock swelling and hardening appreciably inside Penny's mouth. Still being careful not to wake him, Penny cupped Mark's balls delicately in her fingers and began to suck his shaft, making small movements of her head that sent her lips sliding an inch or so up and down his cock. Mark began to stir beneath Penny, an incoherent groan of pleasure escaping his lips as his body reacted to her morning blowjob.

Soon it was obvious Mark was awake. His penis had swollen to its fullest proportions, filling Penny's mouth, and his hips began to buck up into her face as he realized what was happening and began to crave harder and deeper sucking. Finally, he placed a hand on Penny's head and looked down the bed at her, saying, "Oh my God Penny, that feels so good."

Proud of her work, Penny moved her mouth off Mark's cock and took hold of his shaft so she could jerk him off while she was speaking to him. Smiling back at him she replied, "Good morning Mark. I love you."

"I love you too Penny. Please don't stop what you were doing."

Penny placed her mouth back on Mark's cock, and for the next five minutes devoted her energies to fellating him. Now Mark was fully awake, she didn't hold back, sucking on the full length of his erection, sending a new wave of groans from his lips as she slid her mouth down his veiny rod. Penny knew what Mark liked, and slurped noisily on his shaft using brisk head movements that sent her tongue sliding along the underside of his penis, stimulating nerves that kept him throbbing with excitement.

Satisfying Mark like this was turning Penny on. She could feel herself becoming wetter and wetter, and yearned to feel Mark inside her. Sliding her mouth down one final time until her lips were pressed against his groin, she felt his stiff tool throb in her mouth as blood pulsed through the veins, keeping him rock hard. Looking up at Mark with an expression of lust in her eyes, Penny slowly slid her mouth up his shaft until his cock popped out from between her lips, bouncing slightly as it sprang vertically away from his body.

With his cock accessible and stood invitingly to attention, Penny wasted no time straddling Mark. Placing her thighs either side of his hips, she slowly lowered herself onto his penis, holding him to guide the thick knob between her pussy lips. Penny was horny beyond belief by now, her pussy spread wide, ready to welcome Mark's eight inch member into her. With the bulbous knob nestled between her labia, Penny sat down, easily accommodating Mark's girth thanks to the moistness of her vagina.

Once Mark was buried inside her, Penny felt his hands move to her hips, urging her to start riding him. She pressed her palms to her chest, cupping her cushiony E cup breasts to support the weight of them, then squeezed them together, pinching her nipples until they stood proud from the pale circles of her areolae. As Penny started rocking her hips over Mark's groin in response to his encouragement, he pushed up into her, turned on by the sight of Penny playing with her ample tits.

The sensitive nerves in Penny's vagina began to respond to the movements of Mark's penis and each time Mark pushed into her a warm tingle spread away from her clitoris, building in intensity as their mutual excitement grew and the pace of their love-making increased. Within a few minutes Penny was gasping "Oh!" each time Mark bucked into her, and as the force of his return stroke began to leave him breathless with effort, Penny's gasps became a continuous moan of orgasmic pleasure, each panted exclamation running into the next. 

The thing Mark loved the most about Penny was how loud and expressive her orgasms were. Today was no different and as Penny reached her climax she was shouting, "YES! YES!" her whole body trembling as the shockwave of pleasure rippled through her. Penny gushed wet around Mark's shaft, forcing him to fuck her harder as the sheer volume of lubrication Penny produced reduced the friction on his cock. Mark always found that the only way to push himself over the edge when Penny got this wet was to really hammer at her and wait for the moment when her vaginal walls began to spasm; the increased tightness around his penis always seemed to trigger his release.

That moment came, and as Penny literally screamed on top of him, Mark shot his load into her, the thick rope of semen mingling with the stream of pussy juice flowing out of Penny before being smeared onto his groin by her gyrations. Utterly satisfied, Penny let Mark slide out of her and fell into his arms, cuddling against him and wrapping her arms around his body to hold him close.

Mark was the first to speak, "Wow, what a way to start the day. Let's hope every day in our new home begins like that."

Penny squeezed Mark tighter as she agreed with him and said, "Mmm, I hope so too. I just can't get enough of you Mark."

Mark and Penny stayed in bed cuddling for another twenty minutes, but they both knew there was a big day ahead of them. After the home moving service unloaded their possessions yesterday they had been left with mountains of belongings stacked in boxes or piled up in each room. All of it would need to be sorted, put away or arranged before they could really start to live in their new home. Also, both of them were keen to go for a walk around their new neighborhood. They'd driven around a few times while they were house hunting, but that wasn't even remotely the same thing as seeing how long it took to walk to the nearest decent coffee shop.

Giving Mark one final kiss, Penny got out of bed and went to the shower, providing Mark with one last chance to check out her ass for the day before she got dressed. He couldn't resist a final attention grab, "Hey sexy, nice booty you got there."

Penny turned back with a grin on her face, "Take it easy frisky boy; it's time you got up as well."

The morning passed quickly, although by the time they sat down to lunch both Mark and Penny had a film of grime on their faces and dust in their hair. Still, they'd achieved a lot in a few short hours, and in some of the rooms were beginning to think they were almost there.

Penny took a bite from her sandwich and chewed thoughtfully, before saying to Mark, "I might go for a stroll after lunch. Do you want to come?"

Mark looked out of the window before replying, "I think we'll get a thunderstorm by the end of the afternoon, I'm going to move the garden furniture first. How about I meet you in an hour at the coffee shop we saw yesterday?"

Penny agreed with this, knowing that in subtropical Australia where they lived, even a beautiful day like this one could end with a thirty minute downpour which would leave you drenched if you were outside in it. This was one of the things Penny loved about their city. It was perfectly possible to be outside in light summer clothes during these storms as they didn't actually make it cold, and the way the air felt cleared and the humidity reduced afterwards made everything seem fresh and much greener, especially in a nice neighborhood like this with trees everywhere.

After finishing her lunch and agreeing on a precise time to meet Mark, Penny walked out into the garden. Their house was on a large block, almost half an acre, with a generous sprawling lawn than extended fully around the house. On not-quite three sides the garden had a high hedge shielding them from the neighbors, but near the front there was a low fence dividing their lawn from the one next door. Penny walked up to the fence and glanced over, comparing the carefully manicured lawns and formal garden on the other side to her own, which was in need of some work. Penny didn't mind this; the chance to establish her own garden was once of the reasons she had been keen to buy the house, but even so, it was interesting to see the high standard the neighbors kept their garden in.

Penny was about to walk down the driveway and on to the street when she saw someone waving and calling to her from the next door garden, "Hello! Are you the new neighbors? We saw the movers here yesterday, and I said to my husband, 'I'll try and meet them this morning,' now here you are!"

Penny was struck by how tall the woman was as she strode to the fence to meet her. Like Penny, she had a thick head of curly dark hair and an olive complexion which hinted at Mediterranean ancestry. As she approached, Penny could see she was maybe a year or two older than her, but with the flawless complexion of a woman who could afford expensive beauty treatments. Penny was a little jealous of her tall elegant figure; her height gave her a commanding presence, but she was slim with broad curving hips that looked good in the tight jeans she was wearing. Her smart white blouse was unbuttoned to halfway, revealing the inside curves of a pair of full breasts and a deep cleavage.

The woman spoke in a loud, confident voice, "I'm Alyssa, how lovely to meet you. Ooh, you must be Greek as well; how wonderful!"

"I'm Penny, and my husband is Mark. We're still unpacking; there is so much to do! And yes, I'm Greek. It's so nice to meet you; we were hoping to meet our new neighbors as soon as possible."

Alyssa smiled back at Penny and said, "Well everyone is very welcoming around here, so I'm sure you'll have no trouble settling in. Yes, we're all very welcoming, especially us girls."

There was a slight undertone to Alyssa's final statement Penny didn't quite get, a faint broadening of her smile suggesting she was trying to hint at something more. Still, Alyssa seemed friendly, and Penny didn't give it a second thought. Instead, she reciprocated Alyssa's welcome, "When Mark and I are unpacked and settled in you must come round for dinner."

"Oh thank you. Of course, you'll be busy getting settled for a few days yet. You should come and have dinner with us first in the meantime. Jason would love to meet you."

There wasn't a lot Penny could say to this except, "Thank you, that's so kind of you." 

Before Penny had finished speaking Alyssa began again, "But I'm forgetting! You must come round for drinks this afternoon. Some of my friends are popping round for an hour. They'd love to meet you and it would give you break from all the unpacking boxes and moving things you must be doing."

Alyssa's dominant and rather effusive style was leaving Penny a little overwhelmed. She wasn't sure if there really would be time this afternoon to take an hour off from unpacking. Besides, she wanted to spend the day with Mark. She didn't want to get off on the wrong foot with her neighbor though, so reluctantly agreed to Alyssa's proposition.

"Marvelous!" Alyssa said, "We'll see you at four. Remember, our afternoon gatherings are all-girl affairs; so although I'm dying to meet your lovely husband it'll have to wait until our dinner party."

With the arrangements made, Penny finally managed to get a word in, and excused herself, telling Alyssa she had an errand to run. There were forty-five minutes of her hour left and she wanted to see something of the neighborhood before she met Mark at the coffee shop. Closing the gate behind her, she strolled down the street, admiring the large white homes set back from the road and the elegant gardens surrounding them. The sound of lawns being mowed and kids playing made everything seem safe and suburban in a way that reassured Penny they had chosen their new home well.

In the coffee shop, Penny shared her impressions of the neighborhood with Mark, and told him all about meeting Alyssa. After agreeing with Penny that it was good to have friendly neighbors who were happy to welcome them to the area, Mark encouraged her to attend Alyssa's girls-only afternoon drinks.

"You should go, it'll be fun, and it sounds like you'll meet some more new people there," Mark's answer reassured Penny: she had told him about the invite and suggested she was too busy to attend. Mark took a sip of his coffee and changed the subject, "They do a pretty good coffee here don't they? The menu looks good; we'll have to come back for lunch some time."

***

At four o'clock Penny rang the doorbell at Alyssa's house. She was impressed: the house was long and low, with a wide verandah looking out over an expanse of smooth lawn, accessed by a pale gravel driveway, with an elaborate fountain acting as a turning circle in front of the house. When, after a minute nothing happened, she pressed the bell again.

This time she heard movements on the other side of the door, and a moment later Alyssa opened it and welcomed her. Penny was slightly taken aback when she saw Alyssa. She had changed into a bikini, a small one in a dark orange fabric which looked good against her tanned skin. Two small triangles connected by thin cords supported her breasts, allowing Penny to observe that they even were fuller and more perfectly rounded than she'd imagined when she saw them in the blouse that morning. The triangle of fabric over Alyssa's pubic mound was even smaller, barely covering her labia. Seeing this, Penny's first thought was mischievous, "I bet she has to spend a fortune on waxing..."

"Come in; we're dying to meet you!" Alyssa said, drawing Penny inside and giving her a view of a long hallway with tasteful, modern looking furniture and contemporary abstract art on the walls, "Go right through, everyone's by the pool at the back."

Alyssa led Penny down the hallway, into a living room and through a set of large sliding glass doors onto the rear verandah. Blinking as she left the house and reentered the bright sunlight, Penny saw an expansive deck and a large pool with bright azure tiles. The whole of the back garden was surrounded by a high wall, and looking around to see what view Alyssa had of her own house, Penny realized she couldn't see any sign of the surrounding properties. As Penny took everything in, a woman got out of the pool, and glancing around, she noticed a second woman sat in the shade of the verandah.

The woman getting out of the pool shook herself, sending a spray of water over the wooden decking. As Penny walked out into the garden the final few far-flung droplets fell on her feet. This woman was in a bikini as well, although it was larger, with well-shaped panels of fabric accentuating her slim curves and petite, small breasted figure. Beads of water sparkled on her tanned skin. Unlike Penny and Alyssa her hair was blonde, a long mane reaching down her back almost to her waist.

The new woman greeted Penny; smiling at her she pulled wet hair out of her face, "Hi! I'm Helen. Alyssa told us you'd be coming. How are you settling in?"

Now Penny could see Helen up close she saw she had the full lips and faintly aquiline nose suggesting she came from a similar cultural background to herself and Alyssa. Also, as Helen drew closer it became apparent that although she was much smaller and less busty than Alyssa she had an amazing figure, with a toned athletic body, which Penny couldn't help being a little jealous of.

Helen took hold of Penny's wrist and led her to the verandah saying, "Let me introduce you to Niamh."

The Irish name suited Niamh. She was younger than the others, about twenty-five, and a redhead, with a delicate flawless complexion and perfect but creamy pale skin. The light scatter of freckles on her cheeks and arms only served to emphasize how white her skin was. Penny could understand why she was sat in the shade; in the Australian sun she'd burn in minutes.

When Niamh stood up to greet her, Penny saw she also had a body to die for. Niamh's legs were long, and just as pale as her arms. The sporty bikini she was wearing revealed a flat stomach topped by breasts which whilst not as rounded and full as Alyssa's were nonetheless generously proportioned and prominent on her chest.

Penny hadn't expected the women to be in bikinis. Before she'd left home she'd slipped into a light summer dress which had drawn a wolf whistle from Mark, but as she was being introduced to Niamh she felt overdressed. The three women had a confident air, which hinted at a sexuality Penny found a little intimidating.

Just then the doorbell rang, and Alyssa called over to Penny and Helen, "That'll be Amy, I won't be a minute."

When Helen saw Alyssa and Amy walking into the garden she put her hand on Penny's arm and squeezed it, "You'll like Amy; she's such a friendly person."

"Sorry I'm late everyone, I was out jogging," Amy said as she bounced into the garden, and then added, "Is Penny here yet?"

From a distance, Amy looked like the kind of girl that gets called 'cute'. She was maybe thirty, and her hair, light brown and cut into a short bob, framed a pretty, round face with a wide smile. She was shorter than Penny, and whilst she looked sporty, dressed in Lululemon crop pants and a sleeveless running top, she was a little plump; the sports bra underneath her top was stretched by a fairly substantial pair of breasts.

"Ooh, you've been swimming Helen. I wish I'd had time to go home and change out of these sweaty things."

From the shade of the verandah Alyssa called over, "Would you like a white wine? Or maybe a gin and tonic would be better?"

Penny accepted a glass of wine. The glasses were large and Alyssa was a generous pourer. As she handed Penny the wine glass Alyssa put her hand on her back and steered her towards a sun lounger, saying, "Now it's time to get to know you!" 


Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 01



For twenty minutes Alyssa and the other women gently quizzed Penny, "Where had they moved from? What was Mark's job?" (An engineer, for a large construction firm was the answer); "Did they have children?" (Yes, but they were at university). Penny felt a bit like she was being grilled in a job interview, but the overall tone was curious in a friendly kind of way. As she drank, her glass was routinely refilled and Penny found herself drinking more than she usually would at this time of day. 

Alyssa leaned forward in her seat, and out of the blue, asked Penny a question which left her momentarily speechless, "What we really want to know is are you and Mark the kind of horny couple we're going to constantly hear fucking in the garden?"

This wasn't at all what Penny was expecting. She'd been raised to believe that it wasn't polite to talk about sex in company, and hearing Alyssa come right out and call it 'fucking' shocked her. Penny was rather shy about the subject of sex, and found it embarrassing the way she actually got a little excited when she heard people make references to it. She blushed, thinking about the loud orgasmic sex she'd had that morning, and the conversations she and Mark had been having over the past few weeks. 

Helen saw the blush and leapt on it, "Aha! She is! You're going to be kept awake at night Alyssa."

Alyssa just smirked and said, "Penny and Mark will have be to really going at it to make more noise than me and Jason."

Amy reached across to put her hand on Penny's leg, "You and Mark will fit right in here."

Hearing the women talk so openly just made Penny's blush deepen. What kind of women were they, and what did Amy mean by her last statement?

When Penny didn't respond to the girl's teasing, Alyssa topped up Penny's wine glass and said, "Don't be shy Penny, we're all married women here, and this is just how we girls like to talk when the men aren't around."

Sensing the conversation had come to an end, Helen stood up and said, "I'm going to have a swim. Does anyone want to join me?"

"I will," Niamh said, "But I'll have to put some sunscreen on first."

There was a large pump-dispensing tub of sunscreen on the table. Niamh reached across and helped herself to it, rubbing the thick SPF50 cream into her legs and stomach. When she came to do her shoulders Alyssa offered to help, saying, "Let me do that for you."

Penny watched Alyssa linger over the task; her long fingers efficiently working the sunscreen into Niamh's back and shoulders, massaging it in to Niamh's pale skin with careful thoroughness. Alyssa's ministrations seemed more intimate than necessary and it struck Penny that she would only be comfortable letting Mark touch her like this, yet Alyssa seemed to assume Niamh would be fine with this level of physical contact.

Alyssa finished off by rubbing sunscreen into Niamh's cleavage, using one hand to support a breast while she used the other to rub sunscreen into it. By this stage Alyssa was quite openly and casually fondling Niamh's breasts, but all she said was, "We don't want your lovely white tits getting burnt now do we?" All Penny could do was blush. Her face was almost as red as it was when she'd been asked about her sex life earlier. 

Once she'd finished, Alyssa pulled Niamh out of chair by the hands, then left her and walked to the pool. Halfway across the yard, Alyssa wriggled her hips, drawing attention to her statuesque body, which from behind looked almost naked in the G-string bikini. Once she was confident everyone was staring at her she dived straight into the water, coming up for air on the far side of the pool, then said, "Come on in, the water is so refreshing."

Niamh sprang from the side of the pool, cleanly breaking the water surface then twisting onto her back to swim to where Alyssa was. 

Penny was still sat on the verandah, and she shook her head, saying, "I don't have anything to swim in." Beside her though, Amy was standing up and pulling off her clothes. A moment later Penny was shocked to see Amy run naked across the deck and leap feet-first into the pool. 

Helen, who had been the first to get up, was the last to get into the pool, and she turned and spoke to Penny before she climbed down the ladder, "Come on Penny, you should do what Amy did."

When Penny shook her head again, Helen walked back to her, "It's OK, nobody here is going to judge you. It's a lovely afternoon and we're all having fun."

Penny was grateful to Helen for being nice to her, but she was still intimidated by the confidence of the other women, "You girls are all pretty full on. Are you always like this?"

Helen smiled, "Apart from Niamh who's only been in the neighborhood a few months, we've all known each other for years. You know how it is, we all get on so we're used to being around each other, and we like to let our hair down when we meet. You'll soon get used to us. You're going to have a great time living here."

Penny felt reassured; perhaps she was being a bit of a scaredy-cat after all. Everyone was being so welcoming, and they were just having fun. She still didn't like the idea of exposing her body in front of the other women, but when Helen led her to the side of the pool she reluctantly acquiesced.

Alyssa, Amy and Niamh were splashing around in the pool, but when they heard Helen say, "Come on; let's get that dress off you," they all stopped what they were doing. Penny could feel four pairs of eyes staring at her. She became even more nervous, but stood passively, letting Helen unzip the back of the dress and slide the straps off her shoulders.

Penny had always been self-conscious about her body. Although she was always reassured by how much Mark loved her big soft tits and ass, she knew the main reason they were so big was because she was a generously figured woman. Alyssa in particular had tits almost as big as hers but on a smaller body, and she felt sure the women would judge her when they saw her naked.

The dress fell to the floor. Beside her, Helen whispered to Penny, "But you're so beautiful, why are you so shy?"

The ordeal still wasn't over; with her dress gone, Penny's bra and panties had to go next. With the skimpy bikinis the other women were wearing she could tell they all had ultra-close bikini waxes. Amy's dash to the pool had revealed only a tiny triangle of hair on her mons, and Alyssa was almost certainly completely smooth down below; there was no way that bikini could be hiding anything. Over the years, Penny had tried keeping herself tidy down there but it always grew back so quickly, and thicker than before. Besides, Mark never complained, and often told her that her thick bush made her a proper woman.

Helen unclipped Penny's bra, freeing her breasts. She heard a voice in the pool say, "They're magnificent," followed by a whisper and a giggle. Her feeling of self-consciousness increased, and it was with great reluctance that she let Helen slide her panties over her hips, revealing her pussy and ass.

With a squeeze of the arm Helen encouraged Penny, "You don't need to be shy, go and enjoy yourself and have a swim." When Penny continued to hesitate, Helen put a hand on her bottom and gave it a squeeze, pushing her towards the pool, "Go on."

Penny almost jumped out of her skin at Helen's touch but gave in and walked to the ladder so she could climb into the pool. Once she was in she relaxed a little; the water was deep enough for her to swim, and with her boobs partly hidden beneath the water she felt more comfortable. Alyssa had been right, the water against her skin felt cool and refreshing.

The women already in the pool swam over to Penny and crowded round her. Penny wasn't quite sure whether they were praising her courage, reassuring her, or admiring her body, but the overall tone was one which suggested that it was perfectly natural for Penny to be naked amongst 'us girls' mingled with suggestive comments about how sexy her boobs were and how lucky Mark was to have such a beautiful curvaceous wife. 

Eventually, Amy began splashing around and Helen threw a beach ball into the pool. For the next twenty minutes the five women swam, splashed around, and lay on inflatable lounges. Overhead though the sky was darkening; a peal of thunder announced the beginning of the storm and within seconds heavy rain was falling onto the pool, splashing angrily into the faces of the swimmers. Everyone swam to the side of the pool and ran for the cover of the verandah, shrieking and laughing as the downpour instantly soaked them. Forgetting her nakedness in the panic, Penny ran with the others and joined in with the giggles as they stood breathless under the verandah, gulping in the wet air, watching the rain fall onto the garden.

Alyssa went to fetch towels. As the group stood chatting while they dried themselves, Penny realized her self-consciousness was gone. The four women had welcomed her into their circle and made her feel relaxed in their company. So what if they talked about sex a lot and didn't make a big deal about being naked? Penny felt silly for being prudish and vowed to herself she would try and go with the flow more in the future.

With the rain coming down, the gathering broke up. Penny pulled her dress back on and said her goodbyes, thanking Alyssa for introducing her to the other women. Helen, Amy and Niamh each hugged Penny, and stressed how much they'd enjoyed meeting her, and how they hoped they'd see her again at their parties. Finally, after receiving a hug from everybody, Penny was able to make a getaway, and she walked home, turning the events of the past hour over in her mind.

***

Last thing at night, Mark and Penny liked to lie in bed and talk, comparing the events of their respective days and making plans for the future. Their bedtime chats always ended when their hands began roaming over each other's bodies and they made love before going to sleep. The first day in their new home was no different, and after Mark listed the jobs he had done while Penny was visiting Alyssa, she told him her impressions of Alyssa and the other women.

Mark teased her, "So while I was slaving away here you were sitting by the pool drinking wine? You sure got the better side of the deal!"

Although Penny told Mark about the way the girls liked to tell dirty stories, she didn't tell him they'd persuaded her to swim naked. While she'd decided that they were just confident women who were comfortable in their own bodies, and that nothing out of the ordinary had occurred, she didn't want Mark thinking there was a harem of naked women just the other side of his garden wall; it might get him over-excited!

Mark had been tracing his fingers over Penny's skin as she was speaking. She found it harder and harder to concentrate as the light touch of his fingertips roamed over her, sending a tingle through her body that gradually increased in intensity. At first, while she was still telling her story she'd gently brushed his hand away when it grazed her nipple or dragged through the folds of her labia; the electric sensation in her body when he did this were too distracting. As she drew to a close though she let him linger: by the time she was done talking his finger was pushing into her, probing for her juices and smearing them over her clit.

Penny began to moan, low growls of pleasure escaping her lips each time Mark's finger found just the right spot on her clit, "Ooooh, Oh. Oh yes, mmm; don't stop."

Mark's fingering was making Penny flow increasingly wet. Soon he was able to slide two fingers into her, and by keeping his thumb pressed against her clit he was able to push his fingers in and out of her gushing moisture whilst maintaining the orgasmic build up centered on her clitoris. Penny's moans became louder, and she began to buck her hips upwards, into Mark's hand.

Soon Penny could wait no longer and she cried out, "Oh my God Mark, get between my legs!"

That was all the instruction Mark needed, and without any further delay he rolled over Penny's leg so he could position himself between her spread-eagled limbs. Mark glanced up at Penny and took in the lust in her eyes, then looked down at her body. The pink gash of Penny's pussy, puffy and wet with her excitement, was directly below his mouth. Without a second thought he lowered his lips to it and began pushing his tongue into Penny, sliding his hands under her butt cheeks at the same time, pulling her into his face.

Penny's moans became full blown orgasmic screams the moment Mark's tongue flicked against her clit, her whole body trembling as she succumbed to the feelings flooding through her, "OH MY GOD! YES! Mmm, oooooh yes."

Knowing that when Penny came hard and fast like this she could maintain an orgasmic high for the remainder of their love making session, Mark kept his tongue pressed into her pussy. Her thighs quivered either side of his head, clamping him into place between her legs. Penny's milky-white juices flowed freely onto Mark's tongue, and he lapped at them greedily, loving the taste of his turned-on wife.

Penny's orgasm was a constant delicious tingle flowing and ebbing through her body in a series of waves. Now it had reached that first dramatic peak she knew it would stay like this until Mark penetrated her and their fucking reached its climax. For now though she lay back on the bed, using her hands to grab Mark's hair and keep his tongue pressed into her body. 

Without knowing where it came from, an image flashed through Penny's mind. For a brief moment the person between her legs, licking at her pussy wasn't Mark but Alyssa, her statuesque body clear in Penny's mind's eye. Penny was shocked at what she was imagining, but even before she had the chance to process it, the image morphed into the beautiful slender body of Niamh, her long red hair fanning out over Penny's legs as she performed cunnilingus on her. Penny groaned and shook as the intensity of her trembling mini-orgasm increased, amplified by the conjured-up vision of Niamh performing oral sex on her.

Penny looked down. Mark was still there, and it was his licking that was giving her this overwhelming and never ending pussy-tingling orgasm. She had never fantasized about being with a woman or thought about lesbian sex in her life. Trying to push what had just happened to the back of her mind she assumed the highly charged atmosphere at the pool this afternoon had somehow impressed itself on her subconscious. Reassured by her reasoning, Penny focused on her feelings for Mark.

With her doubts dismissed, Penny was confident it was her husband she loved, and who satisfied her sexual needs. She pulled Mark's face out of her pussy and gave him an order, one which brooked no argument, "Come up here and get your cock inside me."

Moments later Mark plunged into Penny, and holding himself away from her chest, drove his cock in and out of her body in a series of fast hard strokes. Penny's breasts shook on her chest as Mark thrust against her body, and she gasped each time he penetrated her, an exclaimed, "Yes!" which expressed the pleasure of being filled and stimulated by the force of his pounding. As Mark drove into her again and again, Penny's orgasm began to reach a second crescendo. Another wave of pleasure coursed through every nerve in her body, and without even realizing she was doing it, she began to scream with ecstasy.

Penny's climax was the trigger Mark needed. His balls were primed, loaded with semen, building up pressure at the base of his cock. When Penny's pussy began tightening around his shaft it set him off, with an explosive release that made his hips jerk into her body. Time slowed down for Mark: he could feel the jet of semen flow up his penis, spraying out of him and into Penny. His mouth fell onto Penny's shoulder, biting into her as a second spurt of semen pulsed out and flooded into Penny. Penny wrapped her arms around Mark and he fell onto her, their mouths pressing together as they came down from the peak of their orgasms.

***



Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 02



It was Penny and Mark's second day in their new home and Penny luxuriated in bed, enjoying the tranquility of a lazy Sunday morning. There was no traffic on the nearby streets and the neighborhood was blissfully quiet, save for the chatter of Indian mynas squawking in nearby trees. In the distance, Penny could hear the calls of kookaburras and rosellas in the patch of bushland which abutted onto their suburb. Mark was curled up beside her. Penny let him sleep a little longer, confident he'd be eager to make love to her when he woke. For now though, she was happy to lie in bed and think back to the events of the previous afternoon. It struck Penny as strange the way Alyssa and her friends had made such a strong impression on her.

Later, Mark made love to Penny, spooning behind her after he woke and reaching for her tits, molding them in his hands, teasing the nipples until they were perky and stood proud from her boobs. It wasn't long before he'd slipped inside her, and they fucked like this, their bodies parallel, melded together into one. Penny's orgasm felt good when it arrived, and it was even better a moment later when Mark's release followed, filling Penny with a delicious flood of semen which pooled in her pussy and slowly leaked out, leaving her with the warm, wet feeling she always loved. 

After a drawn-out breakfast of French toast and numerous cups of coffee, Mark left to run errands. For the rest of the morning Penny was alone in the house. There was still a lot to do, and Penny occupied herself sorting out the kitchen and pulling all the small ornaments out of their boxes and displaying them on the furniture put in place the day before. Later in the morning Penny sat down with a cup of tea and called Marina, her younger sister. For five minutes she sympathized as Marina complained about her husband's low sex drive, but before she could really get to the bottom of Marina's problems she saw Alyssa walking up the driveway, once again wearing tight jeans and a crisp white blouse, unbuttoned to reveal the depths of her cleavage.

Alyssa was as effusive as ever, "I'm sorry for coming round unannounced, but I didn't know how else to contact you. Have you got your phone working yet?"

"Yes, it was connected last night, but I should have given you my cellphone number anyway," Penny replied, "Here, let me write the numbers down for you."

Alyssa sat on one of the barstools at the bench in the kitchen, "I felt a bit bad after you left yesterday; you caught us at our most full on, it's just that we've got into the way of letting our girls' group be a place where we can be a bit silly and let our hair down. I hope you didn't think we were rude."

"I was a bit shocked at first, but I realized I was being prudish. You were all so nice to me," Penny said

"Good," Alyssa said, satisfied with Penny's answer, "Now. Are you and Mark free to come to dinner on Wednesday night? I've told Jason all about you, and we're both dying to meet Mark. It'll just be us and you and Mark."

"Of course!" Penny replied, "How nice of you to invite us. What time would you like us to arrive?"

Alyssa's reply was brisk and businesslike, "Let's say seven o'clock. I have to dash to the shops now, but I'll see you on Wednesday; don't bring a thing." 

Alyssa got up from her stool and walked over to Penny. She put her hands on Penny's shoulder then wrapped her in an enveloping hug. Penny began to feel like the helpless victim of a boa constrictor, an impression which became even more apt when Alyssa opened her mouth and leaned in to kiss Penny on the cheek. Penny responded by giving Alyssa an air kiss near her face, but Alyssa's kiss and hug lingered. For a drawn out moment Penny was aware of the solid mass of Alyssa's breasts, protruding from her chest, squashing firmly into Penny's body. Alyssa's lips, warm and sensuous, pressed into her cheek. The hug was starting to feel like more than a simple parting and Penny felt awkward, then flushed and bothered by the sexuality of what Alyssa was doing. Just when she was thinking of wriggling free, Alyssa finally pulled away, and looked Penny in the eyes, saying, "We're SO glad you've moved here Penny, and we so want to welcome you into our circle."

Once Alyssa had left, Penny thought about the way her visitor had behaved. She didn't understand how Alyssa could be so physically intimate with someone she hardly knew. Penny was bothered by the way she had felt flustered and slightly aroused by the closeness of Alyssa's hug and the way the kiss had lingered. Surely Alyssa wasn't coming on to her? And what if she was? Penny was confident she had no interest in women. So why would an advance from Alyssa make Penny so flustered? 

Penny kept herself busy for the rest of the afternoon until three o'clock when she took a break and made herself a cup of tea. As she took the tea into the living room she was still thinking about Alyssa. Even though it was only a kiss on the cheek, there was something about it that made Penny think it was intended to suggest more. Penny's vision of the night before came back to her. The image of Alyssa's full red lips pressing into her body had come from nowhere then. Now Penny turned it over in her mind. Slowly a tension built in Penny, which she gradually realized was sexual excitement.

Putting her teacup down on a side table, Penny pushed her skirt up around her hips and pulled her panties down so they were stretched between her thighs. A finger pushed into her pussy confirmed that sure enough, she was wet. In fact, as she pushed her finger in deeper, Penny realized she was sopping wet. Penny began to move her finger in her gooey moisture, which as she pushed the probing digit into her body, coated it with a thick layer of viscous white pussy juice.

Penny spread her legs apart and relaxed back into the couch. She used her fingers to scoop a slick smear of her pussy juices up to her clit, and began to play with herself. For a while she was content to tease herself, tickling her puffy clitoris with her lubricated fingers, stimulating the sensitive organ as much as she dared, then backing off to prevent her climax arriving too soon. Her mind roamed, remembering the physical sensations of sex with Mark, especially the feeling of him going down on her, but also allowing herself to fantasize about the same sensations, imagining instead it was Alyssa's mouth performing the oral sex on her.

It disturbed Penny that she was finding herself more turned on thinking about Alyssa's lips and tongue on her clit than her husband's. Every time she thought about those crimson red lips or Alyssa's full rounded breasts she gushed wetter, and the movements of her fingers on her clit grew more frantic. After a while she gave up the pretense that she was 'exploring' the idea of fantasizing about women and concentrated on her idealized vision of Alyssa's body between her legs; the increase in excitement this produced only made Penny rub harder. Then, one at a time, Penny replaced Alyssa with the other women from yesterday afternoon, wondering how plump little Amy would differ from beautiful tall Niamh.

Before long Penny has lost the ability to control herself, and with an ecstatic shudder, a gushing orgasm had her panting in quick gasps as she climax left her breathless. As she recovered, Penny's sensations were replaced by guilt, and shame. Had she really fantasized about sex with a woman? But she wasn't a lesbian; she was happily married! Looking down between her legs Penny was even more embarrassed; she should have had the foresight to put a towel down on the couch; her freely flowing juices had left a dark stain on the couch, which she would have to clean up before Mark came home. Penny pulled herself together and vowed to be extra nice to Mark when he returned.

***

Later that evening Penny was back on the same couch, sitting next to Mark while they watched TV. He had been happy to hear about Alyssa's dinner invitation, but after a long day was more interested in sitting down with his wife snuggled up in his arms. For half an hour they watched the latest home renovation reality TV show, grumbling good-naturedly about how this was all there ever seemed to be to watch at the moment. Eventually though they grew bored of the confected drama and faked tantrums, and Mark began to let his hands roam over Penny's body.

Soon they were kissing passionately, and Mark had undone Penny's top and freed her tits from their bra. While Mark sucked her nipple into his mouth Penny sent her hand groping for the zipper of his pants, feeling for his swelling penis. By the time Penny had pushed Mark's boxer shorts down over his hips his cock was already thick and hard, and while he continued to smother himself in the soft pillows of her tits, she was pumping her hand up and down his shaft, enjoying the way her actions made Mark groan with pleasure.

When Mark came up for air Penny looked at him with a cheeky grin on her face and said, "You know, we haven't really moved into the house properly until you've fucked me in every room. I think we should make a start."

Mark was already standing up to pull his clothes off when he replied, "C'mon, let's get going then."

A moment later Penny was also stripping her clothes from her body. Once she was naked she knelt on the couch, holding on to the headrest to support her body, her tits hanging beneath, swaying in sympathy with her excited movements. Mark stood behind Penny, admiring her deliciously full backside and thighs. Penny was eager to get going and lowered her body onto the cushions, spreading her pussy lips open invitingly. Hungry now to feel her husband inside her, Penny pleaded with him, "Come on Mark. Fuck me."

Mark was equally keen to penetrate Penny and as soon as she was in position he was guiding his cock head towards her pussy lips. He watched her labia yield and fold themselves around the swollen knob, but with a thrust, was deeply buried and his hips obscured the view of his cock sliding all the way into Penny. As soon as he was fully encased in Penny's welcoming vagina his hands were on her ass and his cock was driving in and out of her frothing pussy lips, with juices foaming around his pistoning rod.

Penny groaned as she felt Mark slide into her; she loved the way his cock ground against the walls of her cunt, and her expressions of pleasure stepped up a notch as his cock began to stimulate the receptive nerves centered in her pussy, "Oh Mark, that's so good; oh God Mark, yes. Oh yes. Oh; oh; oh yes! Mmm, that's right, yes, yes; oh God yes. Ohhhhh"

Penny's drawn out cry signaled her orgasm was beginning; from then on her moans were loud and constant. Mark knew that to help Penny sustain this orgasm they'd have to switch positions, and he withdrew, encouraging Penny to flip onto her back as quickly as she could and pulling her ass to the edge of the couch before kneeling between her legs. With Penny's legs in the air, Mark spread them wide, opening her pussy into a wide pink gash, which in its puffy engorged state clearly indicated just how turned on and horny Penny was.

Mark pushed back in, leaning forward to put pressure on Penny's clit. Penny was already moaning, but when he closed her legs and wrapped his arms around them to support his weight, her moans became a high-pitched wail. Mark resumed his fucking, his cock filling Penny's sopping pussy again and again, driving into her with a force which quickly pushed her to the back of the couch. Penny's scream of pleasure filled the room: the new position was sending her orgasm into overdrive and she trembled in Mark's arms, her pussy convulsing in spasms of nerve-tingling pleasure.

Mark kept going as long as he could, driving into Penny with a rapid-fire intensity; making the sound of their slapping bodies ring around the room. Eventually he could hold on no longer; his cock began to swell to the point where he couldn't control the pressure building in his shaft. Mark grunted with one final effort, then overcome with the intense sensations Penny's vagina was producing on his shaft, an explosion of semen shot into Penny's body, where it met a flood of her juices. Mingled together, the mess of creamy spunk and pussy juice flowed out of Penny's gaping, well-fucked slit. For Penny, the feeling of wetness flowing over her thighs and onto the couch triggered a guilty memory of her afternoon masturbation, which she pushed to the back of her mind as best she could.

Right at this moment, ecstatic in her post-orgasmic high, Penny's thoughts quickly returned to Mark. Spent after their climaxes, Mark and Penny fell onto the couch together, and stayed there, naked in the warm summer night, wrapped in each other's arms. Eventually Penny recovered enough to speak, "Mmm, that was wonderful. We've definitely crossed this room off the 'first fuck in the new house' list."

"Yes, but you know, that doesn't mean we should neglect this room in the future," Mark said

"No, that's true," Penny said. She was quiet for a few minutes, lost in thought, but after a while she resumed speaking, "Mark, do you remember what we were talking about a few nights ago?"

"No my love, you'll need to be a bit more specific," Mark said.

"You know, that time you said how hot it would be to watch me cumming like it was in a porno, watching another man do it to me."

"Oh that, you said it sounded icky."

"I know I did."

Mark sounded puzzled, "So why are you bringing it up again?" 

"Oh I don't know. I'm just really horny, and it got me thinking."

"Well you know how it is, I heard some people at work talking about swinging, and I guess I said it because I got a bit carried away by how sexy you are when you're cumming. But if you don't like the sound of it we don't need to talk about it."

Penny paused, then said, "Would I just have to have sex with other men, or would I have to fuck girls as well?"

"What do you mean? You don't have to do anything unless you want to." Mark was getting confused now.

"I was just wondering what people actually do at swingers parties. I mean, I've got no idea what happens."

"I've never been to one either, so I'm not the person to ask," Mark said. 

Mark thought this would draw this slightly odd conversation to a close, but Penny was clearly still thinking, and a few moments later spoke again.

"I wonder how people go about getting into that kind of thing." 

When Mark didn't say anything, Penny answered her own question, "The internet I suppose; but I wonder what kind of people actually go to swinger's parties?"

***

"Penny!" Mark called out, "You'd better hurry; you said we had to be there by seven." 

Penny had made Mark wear a new shirt and a pair of slacks that had been pressed to within an inch of their life: the crease down the front was razor sharp. Penny had begun to get ready an hour ago; clearly determined to pull out all the stops and make sure she and Mark made a good impression. Somehow Penny suspected that dinner at Alyssa's wasn't going to be a casual affair with spaghetti Bolognese and a bottle of cheap wine.

When Penny walked out of the bedroom Mark took one look at her and said, "Wow. You look amazing Penny; if we weren't going out I'd have my face nuzzled into your tits right now and I'd stay there all night."

Penny smiled at Mark's comment and said, "Cheeky boy; we've got to get going."

She wore a long Greek style dress with each breast supported by a separate panel of fabric that tapered to narrow shoulder straps. The cut of the dress over her breasts and the high waist served to show off the fullness of her breasts and the deep cleavage between them, and a thin gold chain with a delicate leaf-shaped pendant hanging from it helped draw the eyes to them.

Mark took another look at Penny and said, "Aw, come on, I'd be in heaven."

Making a show of reluctance, Mark stood up to leave, then when Penny drew close to him, quickly kissed her close to the base of her ear, making her giggle, "They'll think you look beautiful. And if they don't keep us up too late I'm going to bring you back here and fuck you silly afterwards."

"I'll hold you to that Mark," Penny said, "Come on, it's time to go, Alyssa will be waiting."

As Penny had suspected would be the case, Alyssa looked stunning. Her glamorous dress wouldn't have looked out of place on a Hollywood red carpet: cut away at the front almost to her navel, yet clinging to the curves of her hips and thighs with a silky shimmer. Like Penny, she used a necklace to draw attention to her breasts, in her case a chunky gold chain, which shone against the olive skin of her generous, pushed-upwards cleavage.

Alyssa greeted Penny with a hug and a peck on the cheek that left a faint imprint of blood red lipstick, and turned her attention to Mark, wrapping her arms around him so tightly that her breasts were squashed against his chest, "So this is Mark! I've been wondering what kind of man is capable of satisfying the lovely Penny."

Pulling away from Mark slightly, so she could place her hands on his shoulders and examine him properly, Alyssa continued, "You look like you're well up to the task."

Mark looked askance at Alyssa's greeting, and as they were being led to the living room he whispered to Penny, "What have you been telling her?"

"Nothing; this is just what she's like. I told you she's pretty full on," Penny said. 

Penny's whispering had to end hastily when they walked into the living room and saw a tall, broad shouldered man stand up from his armchair and walk towards them; presumably this was Alyssa's husband Jason.

This was confirmed when he spoke, shaking Mark firmly by the hand and hugging Penny. The hug seemed brief and decorous at first, but as the hug lingered for slightly longer than she expected, Penny felt Jason's hand graze her backside, not quite firmly enough to call it a squeeze, but nonetheless, he had definitely touched her. Penny wondered if Jason was going to be as tactile as Alyssa.

The answer, for the moment at least, was no; Jason unclasped Penny and walked to a side table, saying, "It's a pleasure to welcome you both to our house. Now, who'd like a drink? Mark, do you drink Scotch?" 

The two couples chatted for the next thirty minutes. Jason mostly led the conversation, asking Mark about his job, and telling them about the social clubs and societies in the area, encouraging them to join. Jason spent telling several minutes telling Mark about how much he'd gain from being in the golf club, finishing with, "Yes, most of us seem to do all our important business at the nineteenth hole. You'll make a lot of good contacts there Mark. Of course, there is one other club we'd love you to join, but I'll let Alyssa tell you about that one."

Expecting to hear what this club was, Mark and Penny both turned their attention to Alyssa.

"All in good time Jason. They've got to get settled in before we introduce them to everything we get up to around here," Alyssa said.

Jason exchanged a glance with Alyssa, "I suppose so, but now that I've met them I know what you were talking about; we don't want to wait too long."

Penny was briefly confused. She didn't know what Jason and Alyssa were talking about, and it felt like they were continuing an old conversation and had forgotten that Mark and Penny were actually present. Fortunately, Alyssa remembered she needed to check the oven, and a slightly awkward moment was broken when she called them into the dining room with a dramatic, "Dinner is served, please come through."

Conversation continued over the meal, with light hearted banter about the foibles of the people Mark and Penny were likely to meet as they settled in to the area, interspersed with some gentle probing for details on their interests and life experiences. Penny interrupted her description of the holiday she and Mark had taken to Greece a few months earlier to eat a mouthful of the roast lamb Alyssa had just served, "This is delicious, so tender. You've cooked it perfectly."




Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 02



"Thank you Penny. Your holiday sounds fabulous; its years since we were in Greece. All our family is over here now, so there's less need to go there. Now tell me, how long have you two been married?"

Mark and Penny both replied at the same time, causing them to look at each other and smile as they double-tracked the answer, "Nineteen years."

"You're doing better than us; we're only up to twelve. Of course, when Jason is driving me crazy I sometimes wonder how we've made it this far," the good natured smile on Alyssa's face, and the way she leant across and squeezed Jason's hand while she was speaking made it clear this was a joke and Alyssa continued, "The important thing, I find, is making sure the sex never gets stale."

Penny's cheeks reddened and she was unsure whether she should reply. Mark took the opportunity to step in and cover her blushes, but his reply, "We've never had much trouble in that department," made her kick him under the table.

On hearing Mark's remark Jason raised his eyebrows at Alyssa, and he was next to speak, "That's good; some of the couples around here have taken some quite dramatic steps to keep the spark in their marriages."

"What do you mean?" Mark asked.

"Oh you know; you hear rumors about the things people get up to," Jason said.

Still not sure what Jason was getting at, Penny suggested, "People having affairs?" 

"Sometimes; but other things as well," Jason's enigmatic replies weren't making things any clearer for Penny. His next sentence though was different. She suspected she did understand what he was referring to when he added, "And I never dare ask what Alyssa gets up to at her weekly pool parties with the girls!"

Penny took a swallow of her wine to hide her thoughts, and looked across at Mark. She was making connections in her head between Jason's comment about the pool parties, the allusions to extramarital sex he had made earlier, and the highly charged atmosphere she'd witnessed at the party she attended. Did that mean what she thought it did? In fact, what exactly was he alluding to? Surely they didn't use the parties as a location for clandestine liaisons; they were meant to be all-girl parties weren't they? Or was that the point? Penny reached for her wine glass again, and took another gulp.

Fortunately Mark had obviously taken the statement as a cheeky joke on Jason's part and didn't seem to have registered anything unusual. Penny replied hastily, trying to steer the conversation to a new topic, "Everyone was very nice to me at the party on Saturday. Jason, where did you and Alyssa meet?" 

The diversion worked; Jason and Alyssa launched into a series of reminiscences about their time at university and the early years of their marriage which continued throughout dessert and coffee. The conversation remained lighthearted and innocuous for the rest of the evening, and the offer of a second cup of coffee provided Mark and Penny with an excuse to decline and suggest it was time they went home. Having drunk a number of strong drinks and a couple of bottles of wine between them over the course of the evening, the parting was even more familiar than the welcome had been. The hugs Jason and Alyssa gave Penny squeezed her tighter and lasted longer, and in Alyssa's case, were accompanied by a wet kiss on the cheek. Finally, Mark and Penny were able to leave, with Alyssa insisting that she'd see Penny again the following Saturday for a repeat of the gathering by the pool.

Mark and Penny held hands on the short walk to their own home, and the moment they were inside they kissed. Mark was the first to speak, "You were right when you said they were full on! I thought we'd never get away."

"I'm glad we did though. It isn't too late yet. Let's go to bed." There was a glint in Penny's eye which told Mark what she had in mind.

Mark let Penny to the bedroom, continuing his analysis of the evening as he did so, "They seem pretty broad-minded about sex don't they? But they seemed to be teasing us a bit. There were lots of hints about things they never really explained."

"Yes, I think they like to tease. And I think they want to see if they can shock us," Penny didn't want the conversation to get around to Jason's comment about the pool parties. It would be better if Mark didn't think about the implications of Jason's vague allusions. Instead, she put her hands on the buckle of Mark's belt and began loosening it, "We're not as square as they think we are. Come and show me how you stop the sex from getting stale."

Penny's hands reached for Mark's pants, liberating his cock. As he began to swell between Penny's fingers, Mark slid the straps of her dress off her shoulders and unclipped her bra, exposing her breasts. Mark held Penny close and kissed her on the lips, beginning slowly, and then becoming greedier, pushing his tongue into her mouth. The kiss was long and drawn out, but eventually they drew apart and Mark moved his mouth to Penny's breasts, sucking hard on a nipple, feeling it stiffen as his tongue thrummed over it. Penny's hand began to pump at Mark's stiffening rod, making him groan as he pressed his mouth into her breast. When she had a long firm shaft to hold him by, Penny led Mark to the bed, saying, "I want to feel you inside me now."

With a shake of her hips, Penny let her dress fall to the floor. Mark was in the process of pulling off his shirt and pants, but seeing her stood there nearly naked, he paused in his undressing and said, "God Penny, you're so fuckable," before helping her slide her panties over her hips. 

Mark's hands roamed freely, cupping Penny's ass and then reaching for her pussy the moment her panties were out of the way. With an urgency that revealed her sexual hunger, Penny pushed Mark's hand away and turned to lie on the bed, saying, "No, just fuck me."

On the bed, Penny spread her legs wide, inviting Mark to get between them. Mark looked down at Penny as she lay there, excited and eager to make love to him; he could see she was ready, her pussy gaped wide, the pink interior shining wet. Mark loved the way Penny got so turned on so quickly. When she was like this foreplay just got in the way; all she wanted now was for Mark to slide into her and begin pleasuring her as hard and fast as he could. The slight delay as Mark admired Penny made her impatient and she reached up to his prick, using it to pull him towards her. Once again she ordered him, "C'mon Mark, it's time to fuck me."

This time Mark obeyed, kneeling between Penny's legs and lowering himself onto her, guiding the head of his cock into her waiting pussy. Penny let out a low purr of satisfaction when she felt Mark enter her. The purr mutated into an exclaimed, "Oh!" gasped out loud when Mark twisted his hips sharply, pushing the length of his cock into her in one movement and forcing it to grind against the walls of her pussy. Mark lowered his chest down, squashing Penny's tits between their bodies, and wrapped his arms around her to hold her tightly as he began to pump his hips up and down, jackhammering his cock into Penny at a speed that quickly had her yelping with pleasure.

Penny was wet around Mark's cock, her pussy oozing juices which coated his shaft and creamed up around her labia before smearing through her bush, leaving it slick and flattened. Being repeatedly filled by Mark's grinding cock sent a ripple of pleasure through her body each time his eight inches penetrated her. Five minutes of continuous hard thrusting, with Mark repeatedly changing his pace and angle, had the walls of Penny's vagina convulsing around his thrusting cock; her moans became louder and more incoherent as she started to climax.

Mark felt Penny's fingers grip tightly into the muscles of his back as she gasped into his ear in ragged breaths, "Oh God, that's so good. Harder Mark, keep fucking me. Oh yes, that's right, ooh yes. Oh fuck, I love you Mark." Then, in response to an increase in the pace of Mark's thrusting, Penny became louder still, "YES! YES! God Mark, I love you and I love your cock. I want you to cum now; I want to feel you cumming inside me."

Spurred on by Penny's moaned exhortations, Mark pounded into Penny as hard as he could, his cock sliding in and out of her ultra-lubricated pussy in a series of fast purposeful thrusts which left them both breathless. With Penny still urging him to cum inside her, he decided a change of position would help him reach his own climax. Mark dismounted from Penny, and she gave him a disappointed look when his cock pulled out of her body.

Mark knew Penny needed him to get back inside her quickly and said, "Roll over onto your side," even as he was lying down beside her. Penny understood what Mark wanted and shifted her legs up to allow Mark to spoon behind her. As soon as he was close against Penny's back Mark pushed his cock between her legs, nestling it between her pussy lips. Once she felt Mark's swollen knob between her legs, Penny reached down to steer it inside her, allowing Mark to push home and bury himself up to the balls. Finally, he was as close to Penny as it was possible to be and he reached round her body to hold her breasts, pulling her tight against his chest as he began to thrust. With his mouth close to her ear, he whispered to Penny, "Put your finger on your clit, honey."

The dual stimulus of Mark's engorged penis moving inside her, and her fingers rubbing at her clit had Penny moaning again almost instantly. Mark could still feel Penny's juices being squeezed out of her as he pushed in, but his cock rubbed firmly against her pussy, increasing the stimulation in both their bodies. With each stroke he could feel his cock throb and his balls tighten as his orgasm drew closer. Penny was moaning each time she was filled, and Mark's breathing was growing uneven. It wasn't long before Penny's orgasm reached a second peak, and this time, when her pussy began to spasm it pushed Mark over the edge. Biting into Penny's neck at the moment of climax, Mark ejaculated forcefully; the release of pressure from his balls counterbalanced by the increased tightness of his grip on Penny's tits.

Mark sent a second and third shot of spurting jism into Penny, his back tightening as he forced the sticky loads to shoot deep into her body. Penny let out a satisfied, "Mmm, good boy" as she felt Mark's semen fill her vagina. When he finally relaxed, and slipped out of her, she reached down to hold his softening member, saying, "Oh yes, that's what I wanted," as she felt the final dribbles oozing out onto her fingers.

Completely and absolutely satisfied, Penny snuggled back into Mark's body, feeling his heart beating against her back. Mark's lips pressed into her neck as he squeezed her tightly and kissed her. The last thing she heard before she fell asleep was Mark saying, "I love fucking you Penny. I don't think there's anything stale about our sex life, do you?"

***



Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 03



Penny was happy in her new home. There was still a lot to do around the house, especially the garden, but work commitments kept Mark busy, and after having taken some time off while they moved, Penny returned to her part-time job. What had been a burst of activity, making the house habitable, became the slow process of settling in and turning the house into something uniquely theirs. The rest of the week passed quickly and for a few days Penny forgot all about Alyssa and Jason and got on with her own life. On Friday though she heard her phone beep, and after checking the messages, saw a text from Alyssa reminding her about the get-together the following day.

Penny almost sent a text right back, saying she wouldn't come. The more she thought about Jason's comments at the dinner party, and the suggestion that something sexual occurred at the pool parties, the more inclined she was to discreetly disentangle herself from Alyssa's circle. Then she hesitated. She didn't know anyone else in the neighborhood yet, and the ideas which had come into her head at the dinner party were surely preposterous. Would four married women really conduct illicit affairs right under their husband's noses? And the idea of four perfectly ordinary women engaging in lesbian affairs was even sillier. No, she must have got the wrong end of the stick somehow. It wasn't until later in the evening that Penny picked up her phone and sent a reply, but when she did, it was to confirm to Alyssa that she'd be there on Saturday.

Before she knew it, Friday had become Saturday, and Penny was getting ready to go to Alyssa's 'gathering' by the pool. Once again, it was a beautiful day, and a hot sun bore down from an intensely blue, cloudless sky. This time Penny was prepared, and she put a swimsuit on underneath a light wrap-around style beach dress. She only owned one-piece swimsuits, so she knew she'd still look a little conservative next to the other women in their skimpy bikinis, but nonetheless, Penny was determined to fit into the group and not get a reputation for being a frump.

Alyssa answered the door with her usual loud and friendly greeting, "Hello Penny! It's so good to see you."

Alyssa had obviously just got out of the pool; she was wrapped in a large beach towel, and her hair was wet. Penny spent a few moments staring at Alyssa wondering what wasn't quite right about her appearance. Looking closer, she realized that although the towel was folded over, midway up Alyssa's breasts, she couldn't see the straps of a bikini top. Alyssa was obviously topless underneath the towel.

Once again, the contrast between the dim shadows of the house and the bright sunlight in the back garden made Penny squint as she stepped outside. As her eyes adjusted and she looked around, she saw that Helen and Amy had already arrived and were side-by-side on a large towel. They were both sunbathing, face down, with books propped open in front of them and empty wineglasses lying tipped over beside them. They looked like two teenagers, shoulder to shoulder, chatting and giggling together. It was only when they sat up to wave that Penny saw they were also topless. A moment later, when she drew closer, Penny was even further taken aback when she realized they were both completely naked.

Alyssa was alongside Penny, and she saw the look of surprise on her face, "Don't worry Penny, it's such a lovely day, we wanted to see if we could get rid of our tan lines. And we felt so bad last week, making you swim in the nude while we were all in bikinis. We thought it would be fun if we balanced things out this week and all stripped off."

Penny didn't know what to say. She had been determined to not let Alyssa or the other women get her flustered this week, and here she was, only five minutes in, and already she was lost for words. Eventually, Penny pulled herself together and said, "Oh, that's fine. It is a nice day isn't it." Then, recovering slightly, Penny tried to rescue herself, "I don't get to lie in the sun very often; I'll probably burn to a crisp if I sunbathe nude."

Alyssa waved her hands dismissively, "Don't worry; we've got plenty of sunscreen. Get your things off and I'll help you put some on."

Alyssa's answer left Penny with no escape. Reluctantly, she removed the wrap-around dress and slipped the straps of her swimsuit off her shoulders. Beside her, Alyssa unknotted her towel and threw it to the ground, revealing a body Penny couldn't help but feel envious of. As she had suspected, Alyssa's pussy was completely hairless, with a smooth, prominent mons and plump, prominent pussy lips. Alyssa was deeply tanned, and she obviously sunbathed naked frequently: her breasts and bikini area were already only half a shade lighter than the rest of her body.

When she finished removing her swimsuit, Penny saw that Alyssa was stood looking at her.

"I'd forgotten just how magnificent your breasts are Penny. I'm very jealous."

Penny blushed. All she could say in reply was, "I don't know why you're jealous, yours are just as big as mine."

"But yours are so lovely and soft. I bet Mark can't keep his hands off them."

Penny couldn't help but agree with Alyssa on that point and said, "Well, that's true." 

"Anyway, you take the lounger over there, and I'll rub some sunscreen on your back. You'll burn if we don't get it done now."

The sunscreen felt cool when Alyssa put a big squirt of it on her back, and Penny enjoyed the feeling of it being massaged into her skin. Penny remembered how Alyssa had applied the sunscreen to Niamh's breasts last week and wondered if Alyssa was going to try to touch her in a more suggestive manner. Alyssa didn't shirk from applying the sunscreen to Penny's bottom and legs, but she was businesslike and chatted innocently as she rubbed, "Have you heard from your children recently? How are they getting on at university?"

Before Penny could answer, there was the sound of a doorbell, and Alyssa stopped her rubbing and spoke again, "That'll be Niamh; I'll just go and let her in."

By the time Alyssa returned with Niamh, Penny had taken the opportunity to turn over and apply sunscreen to her own breasts. Now at least there would be no excuse for Alyssa to try to fondle her! Niamh acquiesced happily when she heard about the plan for all of them to sunbathe nude; she quickly shed her bikini and arranged herself on a sun lounger in the shade of a large parasol. Even so, Alyssa insisted on helping her apply sunscreen, and Penny watched on as bronzed, full-figured Alyssa bent over Niamh's slender freckled body, carefully smoothing sunscreen into the pale skin of Niamh's back, stomach and breasts.

For half an hour the five women lay in the sun, dozing in the heat, chatting occasionally. At one point Helen got up, dived into the pool and swam two lengths, before pulling herself out and commenting on how good the water felt. The only other movement was when one of the women turned her body over in search of the perfect tan, or on one occasion when Alyssa got up to refill the wine glasses. Mostly though it was just too hot to do anything strenuous, and it felt good just lying in the sun, soaking up the rays. Eventually though, Alyssa roused herself, and walked over to Penny, saying, "You're catching a lot of sun there Penny. I think we'd better reapply your sunscreen."

At that particular moment Penny was on her back, and she didn't wasn't able to turn onto her stomach before Alyssa reached her. All she could do was lie there passively while Alyssa knelt beside her and pumped a big squirt of sunscreen from the dispenser into her hands. At first Alyssa concentrated on Penny's legs and stomach, methodically slathering the thick cream into her skin, making sure every inch was fully protected. Just as Penny began to relax, Alyssa spoke again, "Now it's time to do your tits. You know that the skin on the nipple burns easily don't you Penny?"

Penny figured nothing was going to stop Alyssa, and anyway, anything she said would just sound awkward, so she nodded, reluctantly consenting to Alyssa continuing. Alyssa's hands moved to Penny's breasts, and she felt sunscreen slickened fingers move over her skin, pressing into the soft flesh as Alyssa massaged the cream into her. It took a long time; Alyssa worked slowly and carefully, doing each breast in turn, using both hands to lift the breast and rub the sunscreen in. Alyssa had her palms flat against Penny's skin, covering her nipples. Slowly, as the sunscreen was completely absorbed, Alyssa began to use her fingers more, pressing into the yielding mass of Penny's boobs, squeezing and massaging so the soft pillowy orbs rippled beneath her fingers.

Penny was very aware that Alyssa was now quite blatantly fondling her breasts. The pretense that this was just a helpful sunscreen application was over. Penny lay still, not daring to say anything. She could feel herself begin to tense, and tried to force her body to relax. Alyssa's body obscured her view of Helen and Amy, but on the other side, Penny could sense Niamh watching intently. Still too scared to react, Penny closed her eyes and tried to imagine it was Mark's hands moving over her body.

It worked: Penny relaxed and for a minute she lay there concentrating on the sensations that Alyssa's fingers moving over her breasts were creating in her body. Unable to prevent herself, Penny even let out a contented sigh. The trance was broken when she felt Alyssa straddle her hips, and Alyssa's fingers moved onto her nipples, gently rolling the soft nubs between her fingertips, making the nipples stiffen in response to the more forceful manipulation. On the brink of crying out and resisting, Penny opened her eyes.

Alyssa's face was close to Penny's, almost as if she were preparing to kiss her. With her legs straddling Penny's thighs, Alyssa was holding herself above Penny, her full, heavily curved breasts hanging down, almost touching Penny's soft chest; only Alyssa's fingers, still teasing Penny's nipples, prevented the two women's boobs from making contact. Looking to one side, Penny could see Niamh still staring at the two women, but now, she had her hand between her legs, and was quite clearly tracing a finger around the folds of her labia and the hood of her clit. Niamh's expression was glazed, and not quite focused on Alyssa and Penny.

Looking to the other side, Penny nearly yelled out in shock. Amy and Helen were wrapped in each other's arms, kissing passionately, their tongues pushing into each other's mouth as their lips mashed together. Penny tried to push back at Alyssa, and was about to protest, but before she could, Alyssa moved a finger to Penny's mouth and whispered, "Shh; don't spoil the moment, we'll talk later."

Penny could only nod; she still didn't want to make a scene. Alyssa climbed off and went over to where Niamh was sat fingering herself, turning her head back to look back at Penny before moving between Niamh's legs and whispering something to her Penny couldn't hear. Alyssa curled up between Niamh's long slim legs, letting the younger woman stroke her hair. They both turned to watch Helen and Amy, who were still in the throes of their passionate clinch.

Uncomfortable and desperate to leave, Penny felt trapped. For the moment, all she could do was join Alyssa and Niamh in watching Helen and Amy writhe together on their towel. Not knowing what else to do, she stared transfixed at the scene in front of her. 

Despite her misgivings, Penny couldn't help notice the contrasts between the two women as they pressed their mouths and bodies together. At that moment, petite small breasted Helen was on top, her long blonde hair falling down over Amy's face, partially obscuring the view of their kiss. Helen's slim legs were between Amy's plump thighs; one of Helen's hands was on Amy's more substantial breasts, the other was reaching down between Amy's legs. Both women had neat triangles of pubic hair, cropped close over their mons. Amy had only left a tiny triangle and shaved her labia leaving her pussy lips bare; Helen had left a covering of closely trimmed hair extending from her pubic mound down over her pussy.

As Amy felt Helen's hand reach between her legs, she reciprocated, moving her hand to Helen's pussy. Connected now by their mutual grip on each other's body, Amy and Helen rolled onto their sides; their kisses gave way to exploration. Both women spread their legs, allowing their partner to push a finger, then another, into the wet slit being revealed. Penny watched, appalled but fascinated, as both women worked their fingers into their lover's pussy, spreading their pussy lips, probing for juices, and rubbing at each other's clits.

Although she was horrified, what kept Penny stuck in place, unable to move, was the noises Helen and Amy were making. Even more than the sight of the two women touching each other so lovingly, it was the panting and moaning, the exclamations of pleasure escaping their lips, which despite her horror at what she was seeing, were arousing Penny. By this stage, both women's legs were spread wide and Penny could clearly see the pink wet interior of both pussies. The exploring, teasing fingers were shiny with juices, and the frantic frigging was smearing the gushing wetness over both pairs of thighs.

Both women were moaning loudly now, and the movement of their fingers over each other's clits increased in speed and deliberateness as they tried to bring each other to a climax. Suddenly, without any signal Penny could see, they switched positions, Helen rearranging herself on top of Amy so they were 69ing each other. Both women grabbed hold of their partner's ass, gripping tightly, pulling the pussy they were licking closer to their face.

Penny could not take her eyes off the scene unfolding in front of her. She was still appalled by what she was seeing, but the passion the two women were showing, and their obvious pleasure and arousal, was fascinating and deeply erotic. Despite herself, Penny was becoming excited, and her own body seemed to be betraying her; the warmth in her pussy was steadily increasing and she fought to resist the urge to touch herself. Her attention was only broken when she heard movements behind her, from the direction of where Alyssa and Niamh were sat.

Turning her head, Penny's eyes widened even further. Alyssa had slid down the sun lounger, burying her face in Niamh's pussy. The new sounds Penny could hear were Alyssa's tongue lapping at Niamh, and the soft gasps Niamh was producing as a result. Alyssa was squirming forward, trying to get her mouth and tongue as deep into Niamh's body as possible. Niamh was urging her on, her fingers twined in Alyssa's hair, pulling the older woman as close as she could. Penny didn't know how long they had been doing this, but already Niamh was starting to writhe and buck her hips up into Alyssa's face.

This was too much for Penny. There were women moaning in an ecstasy of orgasmic pleasure on both sides of her now. Amy was cumming hard, her mouth pressed into Helen's pussy as she screamed her release. When, finally, Amy sagged back onto the towel, Helen sat up and began to ride Amy's face, grinding her pussy over Amy's lips, tongue and nose whilst reaching down to rub between her legs at the same time. A few minutes of this had Helen cumming too, a drawn out, "Oh God, yesssss!" revealing the moment she reached her climax. 

Hoping the women would be distracted, Penny stood up and grabbed her swimsuit and dress, and dashed for the glass door into Alyssa's living room. Penny had never imagined anything like this was possible. Surely nice suburban women didn't do this kind of thing? She vowed to herself never to come back, and hastened through the hallway toward the front door, pausing only to shrug the wrap-around dress over her shoulders and knot the belt holding it together at the front.

"Penny! Stop! What are you doing?" 

Penny's departure hadn't gone unobserved. Still naked, Alyssa was hurrying after her, calling out, "We have to talk Penny, let me explain."

"I'm leaving. How can you all do that?" Penny said.

"Let's talk," Alyssa replied, ignoring the question, "Here, come and sit with me in the living room."

Penny's reply was a hissed whisper, "Why Alyssa? You're all married women. How can you do this? Don't you love your husbands?"

Alyssa looked surprised at this, and said, "Of course we do. This has got nothing to do with that. Come and talk to me."

Reluctantly, Penny turned around and sat down on the sofa. Alyssa closed the door leading to the back garden and pulled the blinds shut. The room was dark, with just a thin beam of afternoon sun leaking through the blinds.

"Did you think I'd just join in? Is that what you wanted?" Penny was close to tears and could feel her eyes welling up. She knew that if she had to explain how she felt watching the brazen sexuality of the scene she had just witnessed she would end up crying, confused and unable to understand herself. 

"Yes, that's what we want. We want you to join us, to be part of our circle," Alyssa said.

"But I'm not a lesbian! And I love my husband. Don't you love yours?"

"Yes, I already told you. We love our husbands. We don't worry about labels. We're just women who are confident enough to be able to understand pleasure, and how to get it. What we do here gives us absolute pleasure. And we know it brings us closer to our husbands. When Jason comes home later I'm going to be as horny as hell and I'm going to fuck him senseless. And I can assure you that the same is true for Amy, and Helen, and Niamh as well."

"But Jason said. At the dinner party. He said," Penny couldn't articulate what it was she was trying to say, but Alyssa understood, and said what was on Penny's mind.

"Yes; Jason knows. At least, he knows why the girls come round here on Saturdays. I don't give him a blow-by-blow account of exactly what goes on each time. But he knows, and he doesn't mind. All the other husbands know too. And we would expect Mark to know. We would want you to tell him, and we would be confident that when he understood, when he understood everything, he would be fine with it."

Penny was puzzled by all this, and said, "How can you say that? How can you know how Mark would feel? It would disgust him if he thought I was being unfaithful."

Alyssa paused, then spoke more forcefully, "You're a very sexual woman Penny, we can see that. You're no different to us. And you and Mark are a loving couple who obviously have a fantastic sex life together. We're sure you're right for us. What we do, all of us, including what we do with our husbands, it increases our understanding of our sexual desires, and it draws us together."

Penny still didn't understand, "But I love Mark."

Alyssa's tone was patient, but becoming firmer, "If you let me, if you took a chance, and gave it time, I could show you Penny. We want you to join us, and we want you to tell Mark, and we know it will be OK. Just trust me."

"No. I can't. This is wrong. I'm sorry I met you. What you're doing isn't right."

With a sigh, Alyssa gave up, "Well, if that's your decision."

Penny stood up and said, "I'm sorry, but I won't be coming here again. And please don't invite me and Mark to any more parties. I think it's better if I don't see you again."

"OK. Perhaps you'd better go now."

Unable to fight any longer, Penny turned and walked out of the house, tears running down her face. She hated to argue, and she hated the conflicting emotions she was feeling. She felt humiliated by the way the other women just assumed she would join in with them, but also confusingly, she was embarrassed by the way she'd acted like a prude when she'd seen them having sex. Penny didn't understand Alyssa. She couldn't see how their actions could be reconciled with their relationships with their husbands. No, it was better if she avoided Alyssa from now on. She and Mark were happy together, they would get on with their own lives: they didn't need to be friends with the neighbors.




Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 03



***

Mark could sense something was wrong when Penny returned from Alyssa's, but she wouldn't answer his questions and sat silently through dinner. Afterwards, on the couch watching TV, she snuggled close against Mark, feeling the warmth of his body. With her head on his chest she listened to his heartbeat. Finally, twining her fingers through Mark's, she spoke, "I love you Mark."

"I love you too Penny. What's bought all this on?"

"Oh, nothing, I was just thinking about how lucky I am to be married to you. You'll stay with me always, won't you?"

Mark held Penny tightly, wondering what was bothering her, but knowing better than to press the issue, he held her hand, reassuring her, "Of course Penny, always."

Later, when they were in bed, Penny continued to cuddle close to Mark. Penny obviously wasn't in the mood for sex, so he just held her until she fell asleep. When her breathing slowed and her head relaxed on his chest, Mark lay there stroking her hair. Eventually Mark fell asleep too, but later in the night he was woken by Penny kissing him. As he regained consciousness Mark realized Penny was reaching between his legs and fondling his cock and balls, jerking him briskly in an effort to make him stiffen up.

Penny's whispered voice was urgent in his ear, "Mark, I need you to fuck me."

Mark was hard now, and he let Penny roll onto her back and climbed between her legs, feeling in the dark with his fingers to guide his cock to her pussy. When his fingertips came into contact with Penny's wet slit he nudged his cockhead into position and lowered his body onto Penny's, feeling her pussy yield as his shaft slid inside its wet walls. As soon as Mark was fully impaled, Penny wrapped her legs around Mark's thighs and rolled both their bodies over so they were on their sides and she could continue to hold him tightly even as he began to rock his hips. Penny clung to Mark, gripping him with her arms and legs, pressing her mouth into his neck as she urged him to fuck her.

Mark responded by giving Penny what she needed; a long, loving fuck, which bought the two of them close together. They stayed like this, holding each other, Mark buried inside Penny, their bodies moving as one, until Penny began to gasp and claw her fingers into Mark's back. Sensing that Penny's climax was approaching, Mark increased his pace, drawing his hips out further to increase his thrust. At the same time, he grabbed hold of Penny's ass cheeks, pulling her towards him, forcing his cock to grind over her clit. 

Penny was moaning, "Yes, yes, yes," with each stroke. Mark abandoned his gentle approach, and rolled Penny onto her back again so he could pound into her more forcefully. For two minutes he drove the full eight inches of his cock in and out of Penny, withdrawing almost to the tip, then slamming back home with a force which made Penny shout, "YES!" each time.

Finally Penny cried out, "Oh God Mark, I'm cumming!" and Mark drove furiously, responding to her moaned entreaties, desperately trying to satisfy the sudden mad need for sex which had woken Penny. With an uncontrolled grunt, Mark felt himself cum, and a thick slug of spunk shot from his cock into the warmth of Penny's pussy. As he came, Mark collapsed onto Penny, and she wrapped her arms around him again, rolling them both back onto their sides so they could fall asleep once more, curled in each other's arms. The tension that had overwhelmed Penny since her return from Alyssa's house finally drained from her body. This time she slept deeply, her need for relief quenched by her sex with Mark.

Penny felt better the next morning. She resolved not to worry about what Alyssa and the other women were doing and get on with her life. It would be awkward when she saw them in the street, and it was sad there would be fewer opportunities to participate in social events with her neighbors. Even so, Penny was happier putting the previous day's events out of her mind: now she had pulled herself together she didn't feel any need to tell Mark what had happened. She was sure after a few weeks he wouldn't notice she no longer had anything to do with Alyssa.

As it was a Sunday, Penny spent the morning in bed with Mark, groping for his cock as soon as he was awake, mounting it as soon as it was hard, and riding it until she was moaning with the intensity of her orgasm. Once Mark came inside her she waited a while then tit-fucked him and sucked him until he was hard again, so she could lead him into the bathroom where she bent over in front of the mirror, wiggling her ass provocatively. Mark didn't need much encouragement to take her from behind, and soon Penny's tits were shaking beneath her in response to the force of his thrusting. Penny's pendulous tits were clearly visible to Mark in the mirror, out of control and swinging wildly. Mark encouraged Penny to take them into her hands and play with them, squashing them toward her mouth so she could suck a nipple as Mark made her whole body shake.

With her boobs supported in her hands, Penny could feel their mass wobble in her palms in sympathy with the hard rhythm of Mark's fucking. Eventually, a knee-trembling orgasm forced her to let her tits swing freely again as she came, gripping the bathroom sink to support her climax-wracked body. Mark gripped Penny's ass tightly and made half-a-dozen more thrusts before filling Penny with his fountaining semen. 

As Mark withdrew, Penny reminded him there were still more rooms needing a first fuck 'christening'. With a grin on her face, she twisted her body to look at Mark as he leant forward to kiss her and said, "If you're up for it we can do the second bedroom next."

The grin on Mark's face mirrored Penny's as he said, "Oh, I'm up for it, don't you worry about that."

***

Penny was firm in her resolve, and over the next few days she saw and heard nothing of Alyssa. On Tuesday her sister called, looking for someone to vent her frustrations about her husband Steven to. Penny wasn't in the mood to talk about someone else's sex life, and after listening to Marina complain about how, "Steven doesn't satisfy me like Mark satisfies you," for five minutes, she made her excuses and said there was something she needed to do. On Wednesday she went into the city center. She wanted some new clothes for work and thought that David Jones, a large department store, would have a better selection than the small boutiques in the nearer suburban shopping malls. After a stressful drive on busy roads, and the bother of finding a place to park, Penny enjoyed wandering around the shops. After a few distractions, and already carrying a pair of shoes she'd seen in another shop and couldn't resist buying, Penny made her way to the womenswear section of David Jones.

For twenty minutes, Penny browsed, occasionally making a mental note of a pair of pants or a blouse she liked. Once she made a selection she'd pick them up and head to the fitting rooms, but for now she was enjoying moving between the sections of the store with different clothing brands, checking out the new season trends and working out which ones would work for her. 

At one point Penny was engrossed in a rail of brightly colored blouses, trying to decide if orange, which appeared to be the 'in' color this season, would work with her complexion. When she looked up her heart jumped in her chest; Niamh, who she'd last seen gasping with pleasure as Alyssa enthusiastically ate her out, was two aisles away, holding a pair of skinny jeans up to the light. Instinctively, Penny ducked her head, hoping Niamh wouldn't look her way.

For a moment, Penny thought she had gotten away with it, and she turned and walked back, heading to a section of the store where there were some pants she wanted to try on. Then she heard Niamh's voice call, "Penny!" across the store, and with a heavy heart she turned back and waved, acknowledging Niamh's presence. Penny wished she could just disappear: how could this not be awkward?

Niamh spoke first, "Penny, we upset you on Saturday didn't we? Alyssa told me you don't want to see us again. Is that right?"

Everything Niamh said was true, but Penny didn't really know how to respond. She didn't want to make a scene, or talk about lesbian sex in the middle of a department store, so quietly, she just said, "Yes."

"Oh Penny, that's too bad. Look, let's go and get a coffee. I don't want things to be awkward between us like this."

Penny didn't see what there was to discuss, but Niamh was insistent, pressing Penny to agree even as she voiced her doubts again, "It's OK Niamh, I don't think there's anything to talk about."

"Don't be silly. We made you feel bad, and it was wrong of us. I want to explain."

"Explain what?" Penny said.

Niamh ignored the question, "I know where there's a quiet coffee shop. Come with me and we can talk there."

As Niamh had promised, the coffee shop was quiet, and by choosing an alcove at the back, Niamh made sure they could talk uninterrupted. Penny looked across at Niamh. She realized that until now she'd only ever seen Niamh naked, or in a skimpy bikini. It seemed strange to think this was the first time she was talking to her in a 'normal' situation, and as she looked at her, Penny was struck by just how beautiful Niamh was, with her pale freckled skin, her long copper red hair and her slim elegant figure, emphasized by the figure-hugging jeans and light sweater she wore.

Once they were settled, and their coffees had been brought to them, Niamh began to speak, "Four months ago, I was like you."

"What do you mean?" Penny asked.

"I had just moved in our new house, and Alyssa invited me to one of her parties. Just like with you, she showed me what she did with Helen and Amy, and I was horrified."

"But now you're part of their group?" Penny's tone was querying, the 'how did that happen?' was implied.

"Let's say that Alyssa showed me it was OK," Niamh said.

"But you're married, aren't you? What about your husband."

"He knows."

Penny still didn't understand, "I don't see how he could be OK with what you're doing."

Niamh's reply was spoken convincingly, but was vague, "Leave it a few weeks, let Alyssa deal with it, she knows how to make it OK."

"I'm not sure."

Once again, Niamh spoke as if she truly believed what she was saying, "Penny, what we do at those parties is wonderful, the most amazing thing. I never knew sex could feel like it does with those women. And the really wonderful, amazing thing is that it has made my sex life with my husband even better as well. And there's a whole lot more. I never realized how important sex was to me, but now I know, and it is thanks to Alyssa."

"But Mark and I have a fantastic sex life. Why could having sex with women improve it?"

"Do you remember when Amy and Helen started to kiss, and touch each other?"

"Yes, of course."

"I was watching you. You were aroused by what you were seeing weren't you? You can't deny it." Niamh took a sip from her coffee and stared over her cup, waiting for Penny's response, "Be honest with yourself Penny."

Penny thought back to the scene by the pool, examining her memory. She didn't want to admit it, but yes, she knew her body had betrayed her. She remembered the gush of wetness in her pussy, and the urge to touch herself she'd had to fight.

Reluctantly, Penny began to speak, "It's true. Actually it's worse than that. I've had, you know, 'thoughts' in my head ever since the first pool party. I've be thinking about sex, and I catch myself imagining what it would be like with a woman."

Niamh nodded, as if to say 'I know'. 

Penny was fierce, and urgent, "It doesn't make it right though!"

Niamh's response was gentle, and calm; she was clearly trying to sound matter-of-fact, "Look, I bet you don't want to go back to Alyssa's. I bet you think there will be a big fuss, and a scene."

It was Penny's turn to nod.

"Well, here's what we'll do. I'll come round to your house first, and we'll go in together. I'll call Alyssa first, to tell her to let us slip in quietly. We can just hang back 'til you're comfortable."

Penny's voice couldn't mask her exasperation, "But that still doesn't solve the problem of it being wrong."

Now Niamh was firm, "It's not 'wrong', it's beautiful. What'll happen is this: you'll come to the party, and join us, and then Alyssa will wait a few weeks until we're sure you're OK. When you're ready, she'll invite you and Mark to a party. Then look, don't ask me how right now, but by the time you leave, Mark will know enough, maybe not all the, y'know, precise details, but he'll know enough, and he'll be fine with everything. That's what happened with me and Jamie, and I know, I just know it will happen with you and Mark as well."

Penny looked at Niamh: Her face was friendly and honest, and she seemed sincere in her belief that Alyssa would make everything OK. Most of all, Penny liked Niamh; she seemed like someone she could be friends with, and she didn't want to lose the opportunity to get to know her because of this situation. Still uncertain, Penny stirred her coffee.

Sensing Penny's hesitation, Niamh spoke again, "Do you know what happens every Saturday after I leave Alyssa's house?"

Penny shook her head and Niamh continued, her voice getting faster and more excited as she went on, "I get home just crazy with thinking about Jamie. I've already experienced multiple orgasms at the party, but I can't get Jamie, and his cock, out of my mind. The minute I'm through the door I practically rape Jamie, I'm that horny."

Penny put her coffee cup down and listened intently. There was something about the way Niamh was speaking that compelled her to pay attention.

"And since I joined Alyssa's group, I think about sex ten times more than I used to. Jamie and I just have the best sex life now. And by Thursday, I know it's nearly the weekend, and I get even hornier thinking about what is coming, and the sex with Jamie gets even better. Next thing I know, it's Saturday, and God, I love it, I love what we do at Alyssa's house; it just blows my mind how we make each other orgasm as hard as we do."

Niamh's face grew increasingly flushed as she spoke. It was obvious that just thinking about her sex life, both with her husband and with the other women, was getting her worked up. Penny felt her body respond to Niamh's excitement; she crossed her legs, trying to ignore the warmth building up in her pussy. Her stomach was knotting with nervous energy. She knew her mind was made up, but was too terrified to make the next step.

Niamh reached across the table and took Penny's hand, "Alyssa said I could be the one you go with for your first time. I want that so much." 

Penny swallowed. The knot in her stomach tightened to the point where she thought she would be sick. Finally, not-quite-believing she was doing it she said, "I want it too. I'll come."

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Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 04



The next few days were torment for Penny. One part of her was filled with a deep-rooted sexual thrill which kept her permanently wet. Unfortunately for Penny, most of the time she was unable to distinguish this sexual tension from the guilt and nerves which kept her lying awake at night, unable to decide whether she'd made the correct decision, and whether she should go through with it. Penny assuaged her conscience by being extra attentive to Mark, and by reminding herself of the assurances Alyssa and Niamh had made that everything would eventually be fine.

The main beneficiary of Penny's guilt was Mark's cock. Penny found it difficult to reconcile the bisexual yearnings she was feeling with her love for Mark and the sex he provided her. She found herself staring at Mark's naked body, admiring the muscles in his back and the thick hose of his cock hanging between his legs. Inevitably, her attention caused the penis to stiffen and stir, and she would be drawn to it, taking it into her mouth, feeling it expand to its full girth between her lips. Penny loved Mark's reaction to this, the way he groaned as she swirled her tongue over his shaft, the way he begged her to continue, to suck harder, to suck more, to never stop sucking.

Every time Penny took Mark into her mouth she found it impossible to resist his pleas. Usually she liked to suck him 'til he was hard then ride him, or get him to pound her from behind. Right now though she just wanted to worship Mark's cock, to focus on the symbol of his potent masculinity, which she believed would reassure her that what she really needed was a man, and her yearnings to join in with Alyssa's circle were an aberration, driven by a temporary curiosity, which would soon abate.

On Thursday and Friday morning it was the same. Penny took Mark in her mouth and fellated him until he came, drinking the spunk which flowed from his pulsing cock as if it were an elixir, feeling it coat the back of her throat in viscous strings, which slid onto her tongue to taste and swallow. Each time she took Mark's load, Penny felt as if she was taking a small part of Mark's love for her into her soul, and once she had drained him she'd move alongside his body, kissing him, pressing her semen coated tongue into his mouth.

In the evenings, when Mark came home from work, Penny was just as voracious. As soon as Mark closed the front door behind him Penny was on her knees, unbuckling his belt and sliding his pants over his hips. The only difference was that, turned on by Penny's insistent sexual energy, Mark insisted he were allowed to follow the blowjobs up by giving Penny a good hard fuck. On Thursday, Mark came in Penny's mouth, but with his erection maintained by Penny's continued sucking, he persuaded her to turn around and pull her skirt up, so he could take her there and then in the hallway, shooting a second load of semen into her soaking wet pussy only minutes after his first ejaculation. 

On Friday Mark managed to hold Penny off until he'd got to the bedroom, and once there, they quickly undressed each other, desperate for each other's bodies. Penny's obsession with Mark's cock continued unabated, but he was eager to taste her body and encouraged her to 69 him, letting her straddle his chest and suck on him while he grabbed her ass and pressed his face into her gaping pussy. This time, when Penny bought Mark to the brink of climax, she sat up and used her hand to pump him dry; her handjob produced a thick stream of semen, which flowed out of his glans and onto her fingers, where her jerking smeared it over his shaft. 

While she was wanking Mark, Penny ground her clit onto his tongue, smothering his face with her creaming pussy, spreading her juices over his lips and nose. When, eventually, her hyper-sensitive pussy finished convulsing in Mark's face, Penny crawled between Mark's legs and took his balls into her mouth, licking off the salty spunk coating them. When, a little later, she felt Mark's cock begin to twitch against her face, she wrapped her fingers around it to feel the blood returning to it. Twenty minutes later Mark was hard again and she sat on his reinvigorated rod in order to ride herself to a second blissful orgasm.

With her body finally satiated, Penny collapsed onto Mark and pulled herself alongside him, pressing her breasts into his chest. As she lay panting next to him, Mark stroked Penny's hair. He was spent after cumming so hard twice in quick succession, and overwhelmed by the intensity of her lust. Not sure what he'd done to deserve two days of non-stop out-of-this-world sex, Mark made small talk, "You're on fire Penny; what's got into you?"

There was no way Penny was going to say what was really on her mind, so her reply was mumbled and vague, "I don't know. I'm just really horny right now."

"That's OK, I'm not complaining."

Saturday arrived. Penny woke with a sick feeling in her stomach. Mark was still asleep, so she lay staring at the ceiling. The room was finished now: their pictures were on the walls, a favorite photograph of her and Mark was in a frame on the table by the bed, the piles of boxes were long gone. Everything had a lived-in look; the draws half-open after Penny had been searching for underwear, Mark's shoes in a heap where he'd kicked them off the night before. 

Two weeks ago they had only just moved into the house, and hadn't even met Alyssa. Penny wondered how it was possible she'd got into this situation so quickly. She wondered if it was possible to back out from the commitment she'd made to Niamh, but in her heart knew she wouldn't do anything. The fact was, Niamh was going to come over, Penny would follow her to Alyssa's house, and she would allow events to unfold and take their course. Penny didn't like the knowledge that she could be so passive, but she knew it was the only way she'd dare go through with what, deep down, she knew she wanted to do.

To take her mind off her nerves, Penny concentrated her thoughts on Mark, and her love for him. She believed Niamh when she said that ultimately, what Alyssa and her friends did bought them closer to their husbands. Right now though Penny was finding it hard to reconcile any thoughts that her actions would be good for their relationship with the fact that, for the moment at least, she was going to go behind Mark's back. Worse, Penny knew part of her motivation was coming from how aroused she'd been watching the other women having sex. Was she really doing this for Mark?

No longer sure of what she believed, Penny looked across at Mark. He was so handsome, even in his sleep, even with a day's stubble on his chin and his hair mussed up. Penny admired the muscles on Mark's chest and the bulge of his biceps. She was lucky to have such a good husband. Would she really risk everything just to know what it felt like to have sex with a woman? Penny didn't know the answer to that question, and pushed it to the back of her mind. Instead, she leant in to kiss Mark, waking him with the insistent probing of her tongue into his mouth.

"Mmm, hello Penny, is it morning already?"

"Yes," Penny said, "It's time for you to satisfy your wife."

"So you're still horny then?" Mark asked.

Penny said, "Oh God yes; I hope you're ready, I need you right now."

Mark began to sit up, but Penny pushed him down and swung her breasts into his face, feeding a nipple into his mouth as she arranged herself on his chest. Taking the cue, Mark sucked on Penny's nipple, flicking his tongue over it, quickly turning it into a hard bullet, which he took between his teeth, setting off a tingle in the sensitive nerves centered there. Penny gasped in surprise at the sensation and responded by removing her breast and replacing it with the other one, forcing Mark to repeat the process of teasing her nipple until it was a pert nub.

Mark cupped Penny's breasts in his hands, massaging them as he alternated his lips between the nipples, occasionally nuzzling his mouth in the soft cleavage formed by the bulk of Penny's boobs hanging in front of his face. It wasn't long before Penny wanted more, and twisting her body, she saw Mark's cock had stiffened up while he'd been sucking on her tits. Still as obsessed with Mark's penis as she had been for the past few days, Penny's thoughts turned to pleasuring Mark. She pulled her swinging tits from Mark's mouth, and said, "That's enough titty for you, it's time for me to suck on your lovely big cock."

Penny got between Mark's legs and slid down his body, her eyes focused on his the whole time, checking he was watching her. There was a glint in Penny's eyes, which told Mark how much she wanted to see him react. Sure enough, when her lips closed around his knob, and Mark tilted his head back and groaned with pleasure, there was a satisfied look to Penny's face: she had got the response she wanted. From then on, Penny turned her attention to the cock lodged between her lips, and worked her mouth up and down it, swallowing Mark's eight inches until all he could see was his pubes. Penny's next action was to bob her head, rubbing his shaft against her throat and tongue. Every vein in Mark's penis bulged, every inch of his engorged tool throbbed as the blood in his body rushed to swell his erection still further.

Once Penny was satisfied Mark was as hard as she could make him, and the salty tang of pre-cum began to appear on her taste buds, she removed her mouth from his cock, and made to mount him. Mark saw what she was planning and placed his hands on her hips, slowing her down, "I want to see your pussy slide up and down my cock. Turn around."

Penny complied, and spun around to straddle Mark in the reverse cowgirl position. She grasped Mark's thick pussy-stretching tool and lowered herself onto it, turning her head at the same time and smiling lustfully back at Mark, asking him, "Do you like what you're seeing?"

"Fuck yes Penny, I can see my knob pushing your pussy lips apart. You must be so wet; I can see your juices flowing out of you. Fuck, yesss."

The final exclamation was Mark's response to Penny sitting right down on his cock, taking his full length into her body. Penny moaned as she felt Mark fill her, with a sigh from deep in the core of her body, "Ooooh; that feels so good."

Mark was struggling to contain his excitement, and as he began to buck his hips up into Penny, said, "Wow Penny, you're even wetter than I thought, you took my cock so easily."

Penny ignored Mark and concentrated on riding him, lifting her backside off his groin to pull her pussy off his rod then slowly lowering herself down again. Mark could see everything Penny was doing, and the sensations in his cock as she slid over it were magnified by his unimpeded view of it being repeatedly buried inside her wet box. Penny rode Mark slowly, tormenting him with the unhurried pace she was using, coating his shaft with layers of slick pussy juice, which smeared between their bodies as she ground into him. Growing impatient for the pace to increase, Mark placed his hands on Penny's ass and began to control her rhythm, forcing her pussy to move up and down his shaft.

At first, Penny resisted, forcing Mark to wait for the harder fucking he was beginning to crave. Eventually though, being speared onto Mark's cock with increased frequency and force was too much for Penny. The extra stimulation on her pussy decreased her willpower and her efforts at controlling the pace ebbed away. Instead, Penny pushed her pussy as deep into Mark's groin as she could, then took her tits into her hands, and began to rock her hips over him with a hard grinding motion which instantly made the nerves in her clit tingle in anticipation of an impending climax.

"Go on Penny, ride me," Mark's hands were still on her ass, and he encouraged her to let loose, to abandon control and just go with what her body wanted. Penny didn't need any further instructions.

"Oh yes. Yes, yes. Please Mark, fuck me. Nnngh, oh, oh God; I'm gonna cum."

Mark looked on as Penny's back muscles tightened, forcing her to arch her spine. Mark's hands, still gripping Penny's ass, felt the shakes in her body as she started to cum, her hips trembling as her pussy began to spasm around his bucking cock.

Penny was yelling out, "OH MY GOD!" when beneath her, Mark exploded, his orgasm triggered by the magnitude of Penny's climax and the convulsions rippling through the walls of her pussy. A volcanic eruption of spunk jetted out of Mark's cock and sprayed into Penny's cunt, flooding her with warm streams of jizz which flowed out of her, leaking onto Mark's groin. Mark collapsed back onto the bed and Penny rolled off him, her panted breaths filling the room as she sucked air back into her lungs.

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The rest of Saturday was a blur for Penny. She sleepwalked through the day, talking herself into believing events were out of her hands, that it would be too late to call Niamh and back out now. At four o'clock she showered, but just stood there, feeling the running water flow over her skin. At twenty to five she got out and dried her hair, and naked in her bedroom, wondered if she should care about what she wore. At first, her mind refused to picture the events ahead of her, but forcing herself to imagine the coming hours, Penny thought about Niamh. She realized she wanted Niamh to undress her, to lead her slowly through her first time. She chose a pretty, lacy bra and panties, applied a squirt of perfume, and then slipped a cotton dress with a bright floral print over her head.

At ten to five, the doorbell rang. Penny froze. She had been expecting the sound for the previous five minutes, checking the time constantly. Now the moment had arrived, the knot in her stomach tightened even further. Struggling to control her emotions, Penny walked to the front door, paused for a moment and turned the handle. 

Niamh was on the other side, waiting, smiling at her. The afternoon sun shone through Niamh's red hair, transforming a flick of windblown strands into a golden crown, giving her a glow which cut through Penny's numbness, melting her fears. Penny squinted into the bright outdoor light, smiling shyly at Niamh.

"Hello Penny. Are you ready?" Niamh asked.

"Yes."

Niamh stepped forward, taking Penny's hand and leading her out of the house, saying to her, "Good. I'm so glad you're doing this."

"Me too; I nearly backed out a dozen times over the last few days."

Squeezing Penny's fingers between her own, and turning to smile at Penny as she spoke, Niamh said, "That would have been silly."

"I'm so nervous. Do we have to talk to the other girls? I'm feeling really shy right now."

"No. I spoke to Alyssa earlier. She has left the door open, and says we can use a bedroom, and only come out when you're comfortable."

Penny breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you."

By now Penny and Niamh had turned onto the street, and were making the short walk to the gate of Alyssa's house. As they walked up the driveway, Niamh continued to reassure Penny, "You're still worried aren't you Penny? I can tell. You know what though? I can sense your excitement underneath. This is going to be the beginning of a wonderful adventure for you. Your whole life is going to change, and it will be the most marvelous thing, I promise you."

Penny didn't know how to respond, but by now they were at the door. It was unlocked, as Niamh had said it would be, enabling them to slip inside unnoticed by the other women. 

"Through here Penny, into the bedroom."

The room Niamh led Penny into was a guest bedroom. There was a queen size bed, an armchair in one corner, and a compact dressing table with a mirror at the end of the room. It was dimly lit, illuminated by a lamp with a heavy shade casting a low red light over the scene. A thick scented candle in the opposite corner to the armchair provided a second light source. One wall had elaborate satin wallpaper, in a Japanese floral pattern, which Penny recognized as a Florence Broadhurst design. The bedspread was similarly luxurious, with an intricate oriental cranes print on silky fabric. Penny realized the room had been prepared especially for her arrival and appreciated the effort Alyssa had gone to. The effect was exotic and romantic.

The click of the door closing behind them bought Penny out of her reverie. Niamh still held Penny's hand, and she led Penny closer to the bed.

"My first time was in this room a few months ago, with Amy. I'm so happy I'm the one who will be your first. You look so beautiful Penny. We all want you to join us."

Moving closer, placing her hands on Penny's waist, Niamh asked, "Can I kiss you?"

"Please, not yet. Just undress me," Penny said.

Niamh said, "OK," and reached round to the back of Penny's dress, searching for the zipper. A second later the dress was on the floor, and Niamh stared at Penny, "Oh Penny, I've been thinking about this moment all week."

Niamh moved her mouth to Penny's breasts, kissing the top of them where they bulged from the bra. Penny let out a soft gasp as Niamh's lips touched her skin, sending an electric shock through her body. Once again reaching round Penny's back, Niamh undid the bra clasp, sliding the straps down Penny's shoulders until the cups fell off Penny's breasts. Tossing the bra to one side, Niamh took Penny's breasts into her hands, scooping them closer to her mouth.

"They're so beautiful Penny, so full and soft and womanly. I've wanted to touch you since I first saw you."

Penny's mind was whirling, the thoughts and sensation jumbling together as she felt Niamh's warm lips and wet tongue press into the yielding flesh of her breasts. Niamh's long fingers squeezed into Penny's soft, generous mounds; feeding them into her mouth and searching for the nipples so she could suck on them. At first, Penny just stood there, letting Niamh do as she pleased, feeling the younger woman's hands and mouth move over her body. Soon though, Penny grew more animated and placed her hands over Niamh's, helping push her breasts into Niamh's mouth. 

When she was satiated, Niamh lifted her mouth from Penny's breasts and looked her in the face, "Come to the bed Penny."

After Penny had lain back on the bed, Niamh climbed between her legs and placed her hands on Penny's panties, encouraging her to lift her hips so she could pull them off. Penny's excitement was increasing; her pussy was beginning to dampen and was now spread wide, and visibly puffy. Niamh pulled her own dress over her head, revealing her breasts, in a plain black bra, and her panty-covered slim, angular hips. Penny looked up at Niamh; she was so young and perfect. Her pale, lightly freckled skin and smooth flat stomach contrasted with the dark fabric of her bra and panties, and her long red hair hung down loosely, almost touching Penny's legs.

Penny wanted to touch Niamh, so see if she was really there, right in front of her, about to make love to her, but she was scared. How could Niamh want to have sex with a woman who was so much older than her?

"Why do you want me Niamh? You're so beautiful, and so young."

"Oh Penny, because you don't know how attractive, how desirable you are; and that makes you all the more beautiful."

Niamh undid her bra, exposing her firm, milky white breasts, which stood proud from her chest, topped by large pointed terracotta nipples. She leaned forward, falling onto her hands so she was straddling Penny's body; then lowered herself until her lips were inches from Penny's face. The two women were close enough for Penny to feel Niamh's breath; Niamh's breasts swung below her, the nipples grazing against Penny's nipples. There was a moment of tension; Penny sensed Niamh wanted to kiss her, and this time Penny didn't want to be given the chance to say no.

It happened. Niamh lowered her lips to Penny's and Penny opened her mouth, letting Niamh kiss her, allowing her to push her tongue into her mouth. Penny kissed back, finally caving in to her desires, placing her hands on Niamh's face, holding Niamh in position. Niamh let her body fall onto Penny's, and they twined their legs together, trying to touch each other along the full length of their bodies.




Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 04



The kiss went on and on, their tongues pressing and exploring, their lips mashing together hungrily. Penny ran her hands down the sides of Niamh's body, holding the lean athletic torso tightly to her, feeling it tremble to her touch, then moved her hands lower again, cupping Niamh's small but shapely ass and using her grip to pull Niamh closer still. Instinctively, Penny shifted her legs, opening them so Niamh's legs could fall between hers, allowing their thighs to rub against each other's pubic mounds. Soon Penny could feel the wetness of Niamh's pussy pushing against her leg, and she was sure Niamh could feel the moisture of her pussy. Driven by the urges from her body, Penny twisted her hips, trying to increase the friction Niamh's leg was generating against her clit.

The two women writhed together, wrapping their arms around each other, humping their pussies against each other's legs. Soon their legs were scissored; their movements bought their bodies together, joining them at their pussies, their mouths and all points between. Niamh's clit ground into Penny's, Penny's tongue pushed into Niamh's mouth. Penny felt herself gushing wet between the legs and began to moan freely into Niamh's lips. Niamh sensed Penny's increased excitement, and pulled away, holding herself poised on her hands to look down at Penny as she lay, flushed, panting, and exhilarated.

Niamh's face was triumphant: Penny's resistance had ended. Now all Niamh wanted was to complete Penny's education, to teach Penny all the pleasures available to her in this new life. Niamh's hand went to Penny's pussy, and she traced a finger over the folds of her labia, then pushed it inside, coating it in Penny's juices. Niamh's eyes lit up and her expression became cheeky and provocative as she placed the finger in her mouth, sucking on it hard enough to hollow her cheeks and saying, "I want to taste you now Penny."

It was just like Penny's fantasies. Niamh was between her legs, her face hidden as she concentrated on devouring Penny's pussy. Her body was lithe and supple, pale against Penny's olive skin. Niamh's ass swelled from her back, a symphony of feminine perfection, pinching in at the top of her slender thighs, drawing Penny's eyes downwards. Penny found herself yearning to touch and hold the curves of Niamh's body, but contented herself with staring at Niamh's long red hair, which fanned down her back, shining in the low light, spreading into a delicate filigree over Penny's thighs.

Niamh's hands had been on Penny's thighs, spreading them apart; then with the gentlest of touches, they were on her pussy lips, creating a wave of tingles in Penny's body which sent a flush of deepening pink over her labia. There was a long lingering moment, heavy with anticipation, where the tip of Niamh's finger was poised tentatively on Penny's clit. Finally, Niamh made Penny wait no longer, and lowered her mouth to Penny's pussy, simultaneously sliding her hands under Penny's ass.

Penny wailed with pleasure. She had never believed there would be a difference between the oral sex Mark gave her and oral sex from a woman. But there really was. Niamh's tongue was a burning brand in her pussy, sending a wave of electric heat through her body. Niamh knew exactly where to flick her tongue to produce gushes of wetness from Penny, exactly when to go hard, exactly when to hold back and make Penny beg for more. Penny knew that any moment now she'd be in the midst of an uncontrollable orgasm, frantically bucking her pussy into Niamh's face.

Penny's building orgasm was making her whimper, a steady stream of murmured, "Yes, oh, yes, yes," which began to run together as Penny surrendered to the sensations Niamh was producing in her. At the same time, Penny reached for Niamh's hair, pulling at it and twisting strands in her fingers. This was Niamh's cue to pull away from Penny and move back alongside her, resuming their kiss the moment their bodies were aligned. 

Niamh took Penny's hand and steered it to her pussy, encouraging Penny to feel how wet Niamh was. Penny was cautious and overly hesitant at first, but Niamh whispered encouragement, and used her own fingers to guide Penny's. Soon Penny's fingers were rubbing at Niamh's clit, and pushing inside, exploring another woman's intimacy for the first time in her life.

Once Niamh was satisfied Penny didn't need any more encouragement to finger her, she moved her hand between Penny's legs. Penny was already wet from the prolonged licking she had received and it was easy for Niamh to slide her fingers into Penny. Her movements were harder and more forceful than the ones Penny was using on her, and quickly developed into a brisk finger fuck which dragged over Penny's clit and went deep inside her, squelching gooey juices over Niamh's fingers and hand. Soon Penny's pussy was a gushing sloppy mess and Penny was breathless with the treatment Niamh was meting out on her. 

Penny was cumming hard, her pussy convulsing around Niamh's fingers, the juices flowing liberally from her, coating her thighs. Keeping her mouth clamped to Penny's lips, Niamh twisted herself on top of Penny, pinning her to the bed. Niamh was merciless, her fingers relentlessly pleasuring Penny, sustaining the Penny's overwhelming orgasm until she was literally screaming with pleasure, a prolonged, incoherent yell, venting all of the tension built up over the preceding week.

Niamh sat up and looked at Penny's climax-wracked body admiringly, before saying, "Wow. You cum hard don't you?"

Penny nodded her head in agreement, and said, "Yes, but that was something else. The way you licked me, and then what you did at the end, it just made me explode."

"I found that as well when it was my first time. Sex with a woman is different. It's not that it's better than cumming with a cock, it's just, I don't know, I think it's turning on a different part of my brain," Niamh said.

Niamh's hand was resting on Penny's breast, gently squeezing it between her fingers while she spoke. She moved her other hand to Penny as well, leaning forward slightly to massage Penny's tits, one in each hand. Penny was passive beneath Niamh, relaxing as her boobs moved over her chest in response to Niamh's fondling. This went on for a few seconds; then Niamh said, "Don't get too comfortable there."

"What do you mean?"

"You've never licked a woman's pussy have you?"

Penny could see where this was going, "No."

With a smile, Niamh said, "It's about time you did."

Penny was expecting Niamh to roll onto her back, but instead, Niamh straddled her and shimmied up the bed until she was sat on Penny's boobs. Niamh lifted herself onto her knees and lowered her pussy toward Penny's face before pausing to allow Penny to move her mouth directly below the open, wet pussy hanging above her. Niamh was closely trimmed on her pubic mound, with smooth pussy lips. This was the closest Penny had even been to another woman's genitals, and she stared at them, fascinated by the folds of Niamh's labia, her engorged clit, and the dark shadow of the entrance to Niamh's vagina.

Penny reached up, intending to touch Niamh's pussy, but before she could, Niamh was lowering herself onto Penny's mouth. Suddenly, Penny's mouth was full of the unfamiliar taste of pussy, and the physical sensation of Niamh grinding into her lips. Penny pushed her tongue up into Niamh, tasting her pussy, feeling the juices coat her tongue and lips. This wasn't the slow, romantic pussy licking Penny had imagined giving Niamh, but the sensual onslaught excited Penny, and as she became increasingly turned on by having her face ridden, she took hold of Niamh's ass and began to push back with her lips, increasing the friction on Niamh's clit.

Niamh's hands were gripping the bedhead, rocking her body back and forward over Penny's face. The urgency in Niamh's body was manifesting itself as violent, greedy use of Penny's lips and tongue, a frantic desire to bring herself to a climax. Niamh's hunger thrilled Penny, and she did everything she could to try and satisfy the younger woman, lapping at the oozing wet pussy humping at her face, and moaning with pleasure as she tasted the strongly flavored juices coating her tongue. Above her, Niamh placed the fingers of one hand on her clit, then forcing them between Penny's lips as she rubbed herself. Niamh twisted her body round, and her other hand reached back to Penny's pussy, pushing through her bush to reach her clit.

With Niamh rubbing at both their clits, and Penny's mouth working on Niamh's pussy, the two women abandoned themselves. The only sounds in the room were a cacophony of orgasmic moans; listening to them turned Penny on almost as much as the actions engendering them. For a few seconds Penny felt Niamh's fingers increase the pace of their rubbing; Penny thought Niamh was about to blow, but instead Niamh paused and said, "I need to change position to finish myself off. Do you want to 69?"

"Sure," Penny replied.

"Would you go on top? And use your fingers as well as your tongue."

Penny and Niamh rearranged themselves, and this time Penny didn't hesitate, returning her mouth to Niamh's pussy without a second thought about what she was doing. At the same time, Penny felt a shock of pleasure thrill through her body as Niamh's tongue pressed into her slit. Penny concentrated on Niamh's clit, listening for Niamh's gasps of pleasure, increasing or decreasing the pressure in response to Niamh's shuddered exclamations. As Niamh got wetter Penny slid two fingers inside her. Penny smiled when she heard the volume of Niamh's gasps increase as her fingering began, and she quickened the pace, finger fucking Niamh with a brisk, thrumming rhythm. 

The fingering was having the effect Niamh craved, and she let out a satisfied moan, "Mmm oh yes, that's the way Penny." 

There was a pause. Then Niamh said, "Penny, when I yell out that I'm cumming, would you stick your finger in my ass?"

What could Penny say but yes? She'd never been asked to do anything like this before, but she was eager to do whatever she could to satisfy Niamh. She said, "Yes Niamh," then pressed her tongue hard against Niamh's clit, and blurred her fingers, squishing them in and out as quickly as she could. Her aim now was to bring Niamh to her climax; part of her sensed that doing this, both receiving, and then giving an orgasm with a woman would be the ultimate consummation of the new path she had chosen.

It was going to happen soon, Penny could sense it. Niamh's breathing had grown shallower and her back was arching, forcing her hips into the air even as her pussy craved the touch of Penny's lips. There was a moment where Niamh began to whimper, a sotto voce, "Yes, yes, yes," followed by a subtle tightening around Penny's fingers as Niamh's pussy rippled with a pre-orgasmic spasm.

Then there was a second spasm, and Niamh's voice got louder, "Oh yes, Yes, YES," Penny remembered Niamh's instruction, and as Niamh cried out, "YES!" for the third time, Penny placed her finger against the pucker of Niamh's asshole and pushed, forcing her finger in up to the second joint. Simultaneously, Niamh reached her moment of release, and let out a final ecstatic shout, "OH YES, I'M CUMMING PENNY."

Penny watched Niamh shudder beneath her for a moment, then turned around, moving alongside Niamh to kiss her. The two women sucked greedily at each other's faces, united by the intense sexual encounter they had just shared. Penny put her hand on one of Niamh's breasts, feeling the firm flesh move in her hand as Niamh's chest heaved. Niamh rolled onto her side to face Penny, and they lay there, looking at each other, holding each other, tracing their fingertips over each other's bodies, until they came down from their orgasmic high.

Fifteen minutes later Niamh got off the bed and pulled Penny up by the hand, "Come on Penny, it's time to see what the others are doing."

Penny was reluctant, "Are you sure? I'm so happy here."

"Yes. We can just watch, but they want to be sure you're one of the group now. Probably at the next party they'll ask you to join them. This time you can just see how much fun it is when we all play together!"

"OK. You'll stay with me though?"

Niamh assented, "If that's what you want."

They went outside, Penny reaching for Niamh's hand as they walked into the garden. As they stepped into the sunlight, they saw the other three women on a yoga mat in the middle of the lawn. Alyssa was on her back, her substantial breasts sagging outwards on her chest under their own weight. Amy was eating Alyssa out, her plump ass stuck in the air as she buried her face in Alyssa's pussy. Looking closer, Penny saw Amy hand one arm twisted under her body, reaching back to her pussy. Once Penny saw this, it was obvious from the way Amy's ass was wriggling that she was vigorously fingering herself.

At the other end of Alyssa's body, Helen was squatting over her face, her petite figure squirming as Alyssa's tongue probed into her pussy. One of Helen's hands was holding Amy's head, keeping her mouth pressed into Alyssa's pussy; her other hand was on one of Alyssa's tits, her fingers playing with the nipple. All three women were moaning as they pleasured each other, and they were completely absorbed in their fucking: none of them noticed the arrival of Penny and Niamh.

The last time Penny had been in this garden she had looked on in horror at the blatant sexuality the women were displaying. Now, everything had changed. Niamh was leading her into the shade of the verandah, but Penny couldn't take her eyes off the scene unfolding in front of her, and looked on in fascination. Helen's back was to the verandah, her long blonde hair reaching down to her backside, making it hard to see what Alyssa was doing. Penny craned forward, intrigued, but Niamh pulled her onto a sun lounger and squeezed alongside her, before encouraging Penny to snuggle up against her breasts.

Alyssa was reaching up, using her fingers on Helen; sliding them between her toned ass cheeks, searching for her holes. Helen bucked her hips when Alyssa slid a finger into her pussy and began fingering her, and bucked again, more firmly, when Alyssa circled her finger around Helen's asshole, then pushed the first joint of her finger into the tight rosebud. Niamh spoke to Penny when she saw this, "Alyssa likes to do that. It's how I learned I like it with a finger in there when I cum."

Penny kept her eyes on Helen, but said to Niamh, "I've never tried it. You can do it to me if you want, next time."

"So there will be a next time then?"

"Oh yes," Penny wriggled closer to Niamh as she said this, and placed a hand on one of Niamh's breasts, and the other hand on her mons. Niamh reciprocated, but went further, and slid her hand down until a finger slipped inside Penny. Penny's legs spread apart, and Niamh began to gently circle her finger over Penny's clit. Emboldened, Penny did the same to Niamh, and as the three women on the lawn writhed in front of them, Penny and Niamh slowly, delicately, fingered each other, gradually bringing their bodies back to the boil.

Just then, Amy looked up from Alyssa's pussy and saw Penny and Niamh watching them. She smiled, and said something to Helen and Alyssa. All three women turned to look at Penny, their sex-glazed eyes brightening at the sight of Penny and Niamh curled up together. Then, urged on by Alyssa, they resumed their sex, but with a new urgency. It was obvious they wanted to bring on their climaxes as quickly as possible now.

Alyssa came first, arching her back, forcing Amy to keep her mouth pressed into Alyssa's freely-gushing pussy. Once Alyssa released her, Amy flipped onto her back and began to forcefully masturbate, quickly producing a creaming froth around her fingers. At the same time, Helen dismounted from Alyssa's face and lay alongside Alyssa's bronzed body. Helen pressed her petite, perky tits into Alyssa's full, protruding chest, and mashed her lips against Alyssa's. Then Helen reached around Alyssa's body to cup her ass cheeks, pulling her closer, and took one of Alyssa's hands and moved it to her mons, steering a finger onto the puffy button of her ultra-stimulated clitoris.

On the verandah, the unfolding scene was having an aphrodisiac effect on Penny and Niamh. Without realizing it, their mutual fingering was becoming firmer and more deliberate. Soon, both women bought each other to a second peak, a mini-climax washing through them, reawakening the sensations they had experienced a little earlier. At about the same time, in the garden, Alyssa's fingering reached the stage where was Helen was moaning into her mouth. Amy's orgasm was near-simultaneous, and louder; the squelching sound of her fingers driving in and out her pussy replaced by a drawn out moan at the moment of her climax. Once she withdrew her fingers, Amy reached across to Helen, saying, "Clean me Helen."

In response, Helen turned to Amy and licked her clean. Meanwhile, Alyssa took Amy's hand and sucked on her fingers, tasting and removing the thick layer of pussy juice which coated her hand. Finally, all three women were satiated, and they pulled each other to their feet and walked over to the verandah and crowded around Niamh and Penny.

"Penny!" Alyssa's voice cut across the excited chatter of the other women, "You look so happy there. Did you and Niamh enjoy yourselves?"

Penny blushed at Alyssa's blunt questioning, but shyly said, "Yes, it was everything I dreamt it would be."

"So you'll join us in our group?"

"Yes, so long as what you said about making Mark OK with everything is still true."

"Don't worry. It will be fine. Just wait a few weeks."

"Are you sure? Couldn't we tell him now?"

Alyssa knelt beside Penny and put her hand on Penny's arm. Then, looking directly at Penny, she said, "It's better to wait until the right moment. Just promise you'll come to our gatherings in the meantime."

Penny allowed Alyssa to pull her from the sun lounger, then spoke again, "Please don't wait too long."

Alyssa's reply was a kiss, directly on the lips, followed by an abrupt change of subject, "Next week we all want to play with you."

Once again Penny blushed. Before there was an opportunity to reply, Amy, who had been listening to the conversation, interrupted, "Yes, I can't wait to play with your boobs Penny."

Niamh spoke next, "We're lucky Penny moved in next door to Alyssa." As she was speaking, Niamh took Penny's hand, then continued, "Come on Penny, it's time to get you cleaned up." 

***

Twenty minutes later, Penny was opening the door to her own home. The shower with Niamh had been affectionate; the two women sponging each other, playfully fondling each other's breasts, and occasionally, pausing to exchange lingering kisses which almost reignited their lust. Mostly though, they were happy to chat about Penny's new experience, with Niamh describing her first time in more detail, using this as an opportunity to prepare Penny for what lay ahead of her. Nothing Niamh said really answered Penny's questions about how Mark would be bought round to accepting things, but Niamh's positivity reassured Penny.

Despite Alyssa and Niamh's assurances, Penny still felt she should tell Mark what had happened. She couldn't get away from the fact that she had, technically, been unfaithful to him. Niamh's parting words were a final reminder that everything would work out, so Penny felt there was no option but to keep her actions a secret for the time being at least. Walking through the door of her home, and hearing Mark's welcoming call produced a series of conflicting emotions in Penny. Part of her couldn't shake off a sense of guilt. The other, larger part, was thinking about how both Niamh and Alyssa had said they always craved their husband's cock after the parties with the girls.




Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 04



Penny walked into the living room and looked at Mark. It was true: her feelings for him hadn't changed. She still loved him, and if anything, she realized how lucky she was to have such a good husband. Right now what she wanted was to kiss him, and feel his arms around her. What she wanted later was to feel his cock buried deep inside her, and for both of them to have earth-shattering orgasms. She was confident she knew how the rest of the evening was going to pan out.

***



Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 05



Over the course of the week following her first lesbian experience, Penny found Niamh's words at the coffee shop surfacing in her thoughts again and again. It was true: somehow, her sexuality had been heightened and emphasized with the knowledge she could be satisfied by a woman as well as a man. She wondered if this meant she was bisexual. It seemed strange to think of herself in those terms, but she couldn't deny the sensuality of what she had done with Niamh: there had been a real connection between them. The events of that afternoon had changed her. She seemed more conscious of the sensations in her body now, more aware of the cravings she felt for physical intimacy, and for simple, raw, passionate sex. 

Most of the time though, Penny's thoughts still turned to Mark. She couldn't imagine life without him, or conceive there would ever be a time when she didn't lust for his body. Her love for him seemed stronger, and more complete than before. She knew that when they made love, it left her deeply, profoundly fulfilled, and she knew that nobody else would ever replace him as the center of her life. Because of this, much of Penny's new-found sexual energy went into showing Mark how much she loved him, and into dreaming up new ways to satisfy him. 

All the same, Penny couldn't help but think about her time with Niamh, and about the promise of future encounters with Alyssa and the other women. As the week drew to a close, Penny began to anticipate the weekend, and although she continued to devote herself to Mark, she couldn't help thinking about what would happen now she was a fully-fledged member of Alyssa's group. She began to wonder what it would be like to have sex with Alyssa, or Amy, or Helen. How would their pussies taste? Would the sex feel different when it was with yet another woman?

During the week, Penny's sister Marina called. Penny knew Marina would be wanting to complain about her sex life again: it was getting to be a regular thing. Penny didn't really know what to say to her. She had never hidden the fact she and Mark had a great physical relationship, but she didn't want Marina to think she was bragging about it either. Even so, the way Marina was talking, she was obviously pretty jealous of Penny's life with Mark. Her husband Steven was a good guy, but he just didn't have a high sex drive, and it sounded like he didn't have very much imagination in the bedroom either. 

After twenty minutes of conversation, with nothing left to suggest, all Penny could think to say was, "It sounds like what you need is a break from Steven. You'll see things more clearly if you had some time to think. Look, why don't you come and stay with me for a few days?"

Penny didn't really think Marina would take her up on the offer. Sometimes it seemed like Marina would rather just complain to Penny than actually do anything to resolve the issues in her marriage. So it was a surprise when Marina said, "You know what Penny? That's a good idea. I'll come. Do you mind if I come next week?"

Having made the offer, Penny couldn't back out, so all she could do was make the arrangements, agreeing to put Marina up for two or three days the following week. In the back of her mind, Penny wondered whether having Marina around would affect her sex life with Mark, and her new secret life with Alyssa's group, but she figured she'd deal with that problem when the time came.

Penny had barely finished digesting the implications of her conversation with Marina when the phone rang again. This time it was Alyssa, and Penny only just managed to say hello before Alyssa's voice began to boom down the line.

"Hello Penny! Great news!"

"Yes?" Penny had no sense of where this was heading.

"Yes, I've managed to arrange us a little home shopping party for Saturday night. I've suggested to the girls that we cancel our afternoon gathering by the pool and meet in the evening instead."

"OK. What are they selling?"

"Oh, you'll see, it'll be marvelous fun. I've sent Jason out for a golfing weekend, so we've have the house to ourselves. We can have a proper girly party."

Penny wondered what a 'proper girly party' would be like with Alyssa organizing it, and noticed that Alyssa hadn't actually said what was being sold at the party. Still, she was looking forward to seeing the other women, and it wouldn't make much difference if they met in the afternoon or evening, so she just said, "Sure, that sounds great."

"Wonderful! I'll see you then. I do hope you and Mark are well. Bye!" 

With a beep, the line went dead. Penny put the phone down and turned over the conversation in her mind. If Alyssa was organizing this, and inviting the girls, there was certain to be a sexual angle. She wondered what it was, and whether it would interfere with the fantasy scenarios involving sex with the other women she had begun to concoct. Up until now she had imagined she would be by the pool when her first sexual encounters with Alyssa, Amy and Helen took place. Now she wasn't so sure.

On Friday evening, Penny made a special plan to welcome Mark home from work. After spending most of the afternoon getting ready, she waited near the door, clad in nothing but a sheer black negligee and a pair of stay-up fishnet stockings. The swollen curves of Penny's breasts pushed against the flimsy, diaphanous garment, their size and shape emphasized by the way they stretched the fabric, turning it translucent. The lacy hem just covered Penny's mons, but her pussy lips were clearly visible. From behind, Penny knew Mark would get an unrestricted view of her ass, especially when she bent forwards. Penny planned to spend a lot of time bending forwards this evening.

Mark's expression when he opened the door filled Penny with pleasure. The look of surprise on his face was quickly replaced by one of lust.

"Wow Penny, you look amazing! What have I done to deserve this?" Mark asked.

Penny kept her face innocent, and said, "Oh, nothing much. Just been the best husband a wife could wish for."

By this point, Mark had already closed the front door and walked up to Penny. As soon as he was close enough, he wrapped his arms around her body and lowered his face to her lips. Penny pressed back, pushing her tongue into his mouth, mashing her lips against his. Mark tried to come up for air, but Penny kept him in place, holding him by the back of the head so the kiss could go on and on.

Once Mark got the message, and kept his lips clamped to Penny's, she let her hands wander, feeling the muscles in his chest through his shirt, then, slowly, seductively, undoing the buttons one-by-one so she could slide her hands inside and touch his skin. Mark's hands started to roam too, down Penny's back to the hem of the negligee, then under it so he could squeeze her ass and pull her closer. Penny had been moist with anticipation for an hour before Mark returned, but now, as she felt his heartbeat beneath her fingertips, and with her pussy pressed against Mark's leg, the wetness inside her became flood; a tsunami of warmth from deep in her core accompanied by an indefinable, but intensely pleasurable tingle in her clit.

Penny moved her lips to Mark's ear and whispered, "Come with me," then took his hand and lead him to the living room. As soon as they were in front of the couch, Penny leant over to show off her ass, bending low enough to ensure her pussy lips were visible beneath her butt cheeks; then she span around and knelt in front of Mark, reaching for his belt buckle and undoing it quickly so she could get Mark to step out of his pants and boxer shorts. A moment later, Penny licked up the length of Mark's cock and popped it into her mouth.

Mark had obviously been stiffening up from the moment he first saw Penny in her negligee, as his cock was already swollen to something close to its full size. Even so, once it was encased in Penny's mouth it gained in girth appreciably. The swelling organ pushed her mouth backwards on the shaft, forcing her to control her breathing in order to keep her lips down close to the balls. Penny turned her eyes up to Mark and smiled, then she took hold of her tits, squashing them against her chest, and started bobbing her head, making sure she slid her mouth all the way back to Mark's cockhead before sliding it down to his groin. Mark was throbbing violently, and his shaft felt hot and swollen between her lips. Penny concentrated on pleasuring Mark, she was enjoying the grateful moans she was producing, and the way he began to face-fuck her, so eager was he to feel his glans buried in the back of her throat.

From his reaction, Penny could sense Mark was getting excited. His penis felt like it was bursting out of its skin, and the bucking of his hips into her face was become increasingly forceful. She was happy she was having this effect on Mark but she didn't want him to cum just yet: she wanted to spoil him some more, and she wanted to make sure that when he did ejaculate, it would be a violent explosion, preferably deep in her pussy. Making sure the couch was right behind Mark, she let his cock slide out of her mouth and pushed him backwards, encouraging him to sit down.

Immediately Mark was sat on the couch, Penny got between his legs. His penis was like a flagpole, jutting vertically from his groin. Penny gave herself a moment to look at it admiringly, happy it was hers to play with. As soon as she had taken the image in, she moved closer then looked up at Mark, her face unable to hide the love and lust she felt for him. 

"I bet you want a good sucking, don't you?" Penny said.

Penny had a glint in her eyes which told Mark there was something else on her mind, but he couldn't help groan out, "Oh fuck yes Penny. It feels like every drop of blood in my body is in my cock."

Smiling at Mark's words, Penny said, "Mmm, it sounds like it'll be nice and hard for me." 

Instead of moving her mouth to Mark's cock, Penny slipped the straps of her negligee down, allowing them to fall free from her shoulders. Unsupported by the negligee, her breasts hung full and heavy from her chest, swinging slightly in rhythm with her breathing. Penny shook herself, making her boobs wobble and drawing attention to them. Mark was staring hard at Penny now, and as he watched, she scooped her tits up into her hands and said, "Maybe this'll help ease the stiffness."

Penny leant forwards, opening her cleavage around Mark's shaft then squashing her boobs together, enveloping Mark's eight inches in the deep valley. For a brief moment, Mark's penis was completely hidden, buried inside the crevasse between Penny's abundant, generous breasts. Right away though, Penny began squishing her soft tits up and down Mark's shaft, using them to massage him; ensuring he remained rock hard. On the second down stroke, the head of Mark's cock reappeared, and Penny pressed her mouth down onto it, taking Mark between her lips and allowing her face to push against the top of her breasts. Now, with the top three or four inches exposed and the rest of his shaft smothered in yielding flesh, Penny settled down to giving Mark a combined blowjob and tit-fuck.

Mark was in ecstasy, and he let out a constant stream of appreciative groans from the moment Penny took him into her mouth. The physical pleasure of Penny's slurping and tonguing was amplified by the sight of his cock disappearing into her boobs as she fellated him. This time Penny kept on sucking even as she felt Mark get closer and closer to cumming. Eventually, she could feel pre-cum leaking into her mouth, and it didn't surprise her when Mark began to writhe beneath her, no longer able to control himself.

"I'm gonna cum Penny," Mark's voice sounded urgent and breathless. He was about to lose control.

Penny stopped. Right at the moment where Mark was sure he couldn't hold on any longer, she pulled her mouth off him and held the base of his cock lightly between her fingers, letting him soften and come back from the brink a little. When she was satisfied he wasn't going to release his load all over her fingers she let go of him and stood up, twisting round so she could wiggle her ass at him again.

The next thing Mark saw was Penny's backside, bent right over in front of him, with her pussy lips open wide, seemingly waiting for him to slide inside. Penny's legs were spread, making herself totally available for Mark, supporting herself by holding onto the coffee table. Twisting her body so her upside-down face could smile at him, she made it clear what she wanted, "C'mon big boy, it's time to show me what you're made of."

There was no need for a second invite; Mark was standing behind Penny with his hands on her ass even before she'd finished speaking. The target was obvious, and she was completely ready: wet, and perfectly positioned for Mark to steer himself inside in one easy movement. From then on, instinct took over, and from the moment he was in up to the hilt, his cock was thrusting into Penny with a remorseless, driving pace which was as relentless as a piston.

Mark was stiff as he had been in Penny's mouth, and the pace of his fucking left her weak-kneed and breathless. Her pent-up excitement manifested itself as an almost instantaneous orgasm, which began moments after Mark began to pile drive into her, and quickly built up into a wailing crescendo as Mark's fucking went on and on. Because she had bought him so close with her mouth before, Mark's cock begin to swell and throb after a few minutes of this intense fucking. If Mark maintained the pace of his fucking, Penny would be falling to her knees in front of him soon, overcome by her orgasm. As it was, just as Penny could take no more, Mark unloaded his balls into her with a violent spasm, and a thick rope of semen gushed into her.

They folded to the floor together, Mark slipping out of Penny's oozing vagina as they fell. A thin string of love juices dribbled out of Penny, warm against her skin. Spent and overwhelmed, they lay on the carpet, wrapped in each other's arms, recovering. After a minute lying flat on her back, panting, Penny rolled onto Mark's chest and said, "Welcome home honey."

Mark twined the fingers of one hand into Penny's, then used the other hand to stroke her hair. He gave her a kiss, delicately, on the lips, then said, "That was amazing. I love you Penny."

Kissing him back, Peppy replied, "I love you too Mark. I've cooked you a special dinner. Come on, I'll go and serve it. It'll give you a chance to recover for dessert."

"Wow. That sounds great. What's for dessert?"

"Me of course."

***

Penny's night with Mark went all too quickly. She and Mark made love another three times that evening, and a couple more times on Saturday morning. Although, when Penny thought about it, calling it 'making love' didn't really do justice to the sex. Sometimes, like last night, it was best described as good, hard 'fucking'. Penny liked the way her sex life with Mark could switch so easily between the two extremes. Especially since it always seemed to be the right kind of sex at exactly the right time. 

The next day went in a series of Saturday chores, tidying the yard and gardening mainly. Mark and Penny both worked outside, chatting to each other as they progressed through the list of jobs needing to be done. Occasionally, Mark would walk past Penny and squeeze her ass, or sneak behind her and kiss her on the neck. Penny would respond with a playful smile, waiting for her chance to get him back later. Mostly though, they were just enjoying being in each other's company on a sunny day, transforming their property into something the equal of the other houses in the street.

The hours passed quickly, and Penny didn't give much thought to the upcoming evening. Not knowing what Alyssa had planned was piquing her curiosity, but without much information to base her speculations on, she found her thoughts turning back to the practical problems of deciding how big the barbeque area in the backyard should be, and choosing plants for the flowerbeds. When the shadows started to lengthen over the lawn, Penny went inside to prepare a quick dinner and get ready for the night ahead.

After her shower, Penny spent some time deciding what to wear. Alyssa had suggested the evening would be pretty informal, and if it involved home shopping it was possible there would be an outsider present. If the other women were going to dress sexily, she didn't want to look like a plain-Jane, but if she went too far she might embarrass herself. 

In the end, she opted for a sexy bra and panty set, in a sheer red fabric which hinted at the shape of her nipples and pussy, but over the top of them wore a skirt and blouse. Although neither garment was revealing, the blouse showed off her cleavage nicely, and both would be easy to remove if the circumstances arose. A brief flutter of excitement went through Penny when she thought what the 'circumstances' causing her to undress might be.

Penny found she was ready to leave a few minutes earlier than necessary. Impatient to discover what the evening entailed, she decided to head over to Alyssa's anyway. Alyssa answered the door wearing her usual tight, figure hugging jeans, coupled with a clingy sweater which emphasized how disproportionately large her boobs were, even compared to her tall, statuesque frame. Penny was ushered through to the living room, where Helen was already sitting on the couch, drinking a glass of white wine and talking to a woman Penny had never seen before.

The stranger was a pleasant-looking woman, probably in her early thirties. She was wearing a knee-length dress, with a high neckline. Although the dress was superficially quite conservative, it hinted at a soft, feminine figure, generous in the hips and thighs, with small but rounded breasts. The woman's hair was pulled back in a pony-tail, and its mid-brown color contrasted with Alyssa and Penny's dark hair and Helen's pale blonde hair. When Penny walked into the room the woman looked up from her conversation with Helen and smiled.

"Hello, I'm Rachel," she said, standing up to greet Penny, "I've got lots to show you this evening, I hope you're looking forward to it. When the other's arrive, I'll get things started."

Penny was about to ask what it was Rachel was showing them, but at that moment the doorbell rang, announcing Niamh and Amy's arrival. When everyone was assembled, and sat around the room with a glass of wine in their hand, Alyssa called on Rachel to begin the evening.

"So ladies, Alyssa has very kindly invited me here tonight, but she tells me she hasn't let on what products I'm an agent for. Well, the suspense is over. I run a small company called 'The Contented Woman', selling a select range of sex toys aimed at discerning, confident women, which Alyssa assures describes all of you."

A buzz of chatter filled the room when the women heard what Alyssa had arranged for them. Listening in, Penny discovered the other girls all owned at least one sex toy, and were keen to add to their collections. Penny had never used one before. The necessity had never occurred to her when she was younger and less experienced, and both Penny and Mark always believed their sex life was pretty good; the idea of spicing it up with toys had never occurred to them.

Penny was made aware of the expansion of her sexual horizons over recent weeks. It was true she and Mark had a healthy and very full love life but Alyssa was making her see there was more to sexuality than just having lots of sex. Penny's emotions and excitement in the week leading up to her first encounter with Niamh, and the constant low-level thrill she had felt for the past week were her first hints of there being other, different ways she could find physical and emotional satisfaction. Perhaps she should be open minded about new avenues for pleasure?




Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 05



Rachel had stashed a couple of cases behind the sofa when she arrived, and once her introduction was over, she pulled them out and went through the range of toys she marketed. One at a time, accompanied by good-natured banter from the women, she described the features and benefits of each model, beginning with a variety of small, discreet vibrators, then onto larger, more realistic ones, followed by a selection with a greater number of features: rabbit ears, bi-directional rotating beads, remote controls, and increasingly elaborate shapes. Finally there were a few mains-operated, high-power vibrators, which Rachel knowingly referred to as, "The ultimate pleasure tools."

There was almost too much choice: Penny didn't know how she would decide between all the options available.

Once the first case was finished with, Alyssa went round topping up wine glasses, and Rachel, encouraged by Alyssa, began enquiring whether any of the toys caught anyone's eye. 

Amy immediately jumped in, blurting out, "Oh yes, several of them!"

Helen and Niamh laughed at Amy's enthusiasm. Niamh added, shyly, "There was one which caught my eye."

Next, Helen said, "I think I want a rabbit this time, something that'll tickle my clit while I fuck myself with it. Maybe the pink one you showed us."

Alyssa was more forthright, "I've got plenty of vibrators already. What I want is something to really stretch me. Have you got anything along those lines?"

Rachel began to answer, "Yes, there should be something in my other case," but before she finished speaking, Alyssa spoke over her, addressing Penny.

"What about you Penny. Which one did you like?"

Penny stumbled over her words, and felt the eyes of everyone in the room staring at her, "Oh, I don't know. They all look like fun."

"What about one of the big plastic cocks?" Alyssa asked.

Penny shook her head. She didn't need a plastic cock, she had Mark's perfectly good penis already, "No, I don't think so. Maybe something that'll get my clitty going."

Helen chimed in, "You need a rabbit, like what I'm going to get."

At this point, Rachel stepped back in and took control, "I'll run you two through the features of the vibrators with clitoral stimulators again later. How about we get started on the second case now?"

The toys in the second case were themed around 'no batteries required'. First up, there were Ben Wa balls, which set off a debate between Helen and Amy about whether they were a toy, or a pelvic floor exercise tool. Rachel finally got them to agree they could be both. With that out of the way, there was a range of dildos, which made Alyssa coo with pleasure. The other women laughed as each time Rachel produced one from the case, Alyssa said, "No, show me a larger one."

When Rachel produced the largest dildo she stocked, ten and a half inches long, with a ten inch circumference, Alyssa finally pronounced herself satisfied. That was, until she said, "Now, do you have a double dildo in the same size," which made everyone in the room burst into a fit of giggles when they saw the crestfallen expression on Rachel's face.

The dildos were followed by a selection of anal toys: slim, ribbed glass dildos, beads, and a variety of butt plugs. Helen and Niamh looked at these closely, discussing the relative merits of each one with Rachel, and conferring between themselves. Every so often, Alyssa gave her opinion, making it clear she wanted to be involved in applying these to the other women at some point. Penny looked on curiously, but let the others talk amongst themselves, until, seeing Penny sat quietly, Amy move alongside her, and placed her hand on Penny's arm.

"Enjoying yourself?" Amy asked.

"Yes. This is fun. It isn't quite what I imagined we'd be doing, after last week," Penny replied.

Amy's hand moved onto Penny's leg, and she whispered into her ear, "Are you horny?"

Penny nodded. After a quick glance around the room to check the others weren't looking, Amy slid her hand down the inside of Penny's thigh, and began stroking, moving her hand further up, closer to the junction of Penny's thighs, with each pass.

Amy smiled mischievously, "Don't worry. There's time for plenty of that."

Penny smiled back, and screwing up her courage, placed her hand on Amy's leg, as close to the top of her thigh as she dared. After another glance at the others, Amy responded by sliding her hand inside Penny's skirt, pushing it up enough for her fingers to glide over the front of Penny's panties. Penny's heart raced. Somehow, doing this, spontaneously, without the prearranged buildup of last week, gave her a new thrill. She really was flirting with a woman, and it was making her very excited.

Excited by the sense she was exploring new possibilities, Penny let her hand roam on Amy's thigh, stroking it, squeezing it, letting her fingertips trace over Amy's leg, searching for an opening. Amy was wearing a dress with a row of buttons down the front, like an oversized men's shirt. Discreetly, Amy undid the bottom two buttons, giving Penny's hand free rein to move up to her mons. When Penny's fingers traced the line of Amy's labia through the fabric of her panties, Amy looked at Penny, then reached down to pull her panties to one side, nodding at Penny as she did so.

Penny pushed a finger down and felt Amy's pussy lips yield around it. A moment later she felt Amy's wetness coating her finger. Bending her finger, Penny began to tease Amy, probing in, feeling her finger squelch, then rubbing upwards, searching for Amy's clit. When Penny saw Amy bite her bottom lip, and nod at Penny, she knew she had found the spot. Meanwhile, Amy's finger was rubbing over the front of Penny's panties, frustrating Penny, as there was no way she could discreetly pull them to one side to allow Amy ingress. Instead, Penny concentrated on fingering Amy, watching her face to judge her reaction as Penny's finger began to rub more deliberately. Amy grew steadily more flushed as Penny's fingering increased in confidence.

Just then, there was a polite cough. Penny took her eyes away from Amy's face and looked around the room. The other four women were watching them intently. Penny reddened with embarrassment, and even Amy squirmed a little, although Penny suspected her expression was one of guilt for starting to play without the others, rather than shame at what she was doing.

Alyssa broke the silence, "Don't mind us."

Penny didn't know what to say or do, and her answer was incoherent, "Oh! I. I just. Well, Amy was..."

"That's OK. Do you want to carry on?"

Before Penny could answer, Amy interrupted, "sorry everyone! I got a bit carried away. Let's finish buying the toys, then we can play properly."

Rachel had been watching this with the knowing air of a woman who saw this kind of thing all the time, but who knew she was there to do a job. With discreet but brisk, "So ladies, have you made your decisions?" she steered the conversation away from Amy and Penny.

For a moment, Penny was amazed at Rachel's behavior. Amy had basically admitted to Rachel they were going to 'play' in a while, and she hadn't blinked an eyelid.

Even if Rachel wasn't embarrassed, Penny was mortified. Shamefaced, she returned her attention to Rachel and the sex toys. By now, Alyssa had decided to buy the oversized dildo she had seen earlier, along with a string of anal beads. Niamh selected a cock-shaped vibrator, realistic, with thick ribbed veins and a swollen head, and substantial at eight inches long. It was black, which as Helen commented, would contrast nicely with Niamh's pale skin.

Amy picked out a small vibrator which she said she wanted for her purse, as well as a glass dildo with thick bumps down its length. Helen spent another five minutes looking at the rabbit vibrators, but eventually selected a curvy silicone one with particularly prominent rabbit ears. Looking at Helen's choice, Amy grinned cheekily and said, "Be sure to tell us what it's like on your clit!"

That left Penny. She still hadn't decided, but had been watching Helen make her decision, and the rabbits sounded good. One at a time, she held them up, letting the other girls comment on the various merits and drawbacks of each model. There was one Amy and Alyssa both liked, a pearl bird, with rotating beads on the shaft, as well as rabbit ears protruding from the side. Both of them called out, "Get that one!" when she held it aloft, with Amy adding, "I've got one of those, it's amazing."

Penny acquiesced, happy a decision had been made for her. Now everyone had chosen something, Rachel began clearing away the sex toys which were scattered across the carpet. Once the cases were repacked, Rachel went down to her car, returning again two minutes later with boxed versions of each woman's selection. As Penny was handed hers, Amy said, "Penny, why don't you open it?"

Penny's first though was 'Why? I already know what it looks like' but before she had chance to object, Alyssa chimed in, "Go on Penny."

Rachel was preparing to leave, but overhearing Amy and Alyssa, she grinned at the room and said, "Are you girls going to be playing with your new toys right away?"

"Yes," said Alyssa, "Penny has never used one before, and we want to watch her." 

Alyssa was trying to see how Rachel would react to this blunt statement. Rachel, however, responded as if Alyssa's words were nothing out of the ordinary, "Yes, the first time is always pretty amazing. Sometimes I wish we weren't expressly forbidden from doing live demonstrations of the toys. I'm sure I'd sell ten times as many."

"Would you like to stay?" Alyssa asked. Somehow, Penny knew this had been Alyssa's intention all along. 

"Well, I shouldn't," Rachel's words said one thing, but her tone said another, "The instructions are very clear, we're not to let our sales nights get too, you know, too hands on."

By this time, Alyssa had moved across to Rachel, and taken hold of her hand. Alyssa put on a pouty, wide-eyed, mock-sad face and said, "Oh, but the party's over. You'd be our guest."

It didn't surprise Penny when Rachel agreed to stay. She knew Alyssa's forceful personality usually resulted in her getting what she wanted. She also suspected Rachel had been waiting for the invite. Now though, Penny was inwardly shaking. She had imagined that whatever was going to happen next would involve all the women, so she wouldn't be the center of attention. Instead, they seemed to want her to put on a performance for their entertainment. Penny swallowed, steeling herself for what lay ahead.

Amy saw Penny's nerves and sat down beside her. The look on Amy's face was reassuring, a shy smile which seemed to say, 'Yes, we're asking you to do this, but it'll be fine'. 

Penny smiled back at Amy, then looked across the room at Niamh; she missed the bond she had felt with her. Last week, Niamh's presence had been calming, and made it easy to allow herself to be gently led toward her first lesbian encounter. Now Penny felt Alyssa was taking her for granted. Niamh saw the worried look on Penny's face, and moved next to her, sitting on the couch and taking Penny's hand.

On the opposite side of Penny, Amy leant in and whispered in her ear, placing her mouth close enough for Penny to feel the dampness of her lips and the warmth of her breath, "You've never used a vibrator before have you?"

Too embarrassed to admit her inexperience out lout, Penny gave a tiny shake of her head.

Amy pressed her wet mouth against Penny's ear. She was close enough now for Penny to feel her plump breasts pressing against her own. Penny held her breath and wondered if she was going to cry. 

"You're in for a treat," Amy said, "You're gonna cum so hard."

As she spoke, Amy began to kiss Penny; at first on her cheek, and then twisting round to kiss Penny on the lips. For a brief moment, Penny hesitated; then, with her eyes closed, she kissed back, opening her mouth to allow Amy's tongue to press against her own. Penny felt herself relax, and unconsciously began mashing her lips against Amy's, yielding to the urges built up over the past week. As they kissed, Amy's hands wandered, squeezing Penny's breasts and undoing the buttons of Penny's blouse.

On the other side, Penny felt Niamh's fingers tighten around her hand. Penny gripped back, using Niamh's reassuring presence to reestablish the bond from last week. Amy's kisses were different to Niamh's, rougher and more forceful in the way she pushed her tongue into Penny's mouth. The difference was exciting though, and the combination of Amy's kisses and breast fondling, coupled with Niamh pressing in, holding her hand and stroking her hair, helped Penny to lose her self-consciousness.

Helen, Alyssa and Rachel watched on as Penny abandoned herself to Amy's kisses. Alyssa's eyes met Rachel's, and they exchanged a knowing look. Moving slowly, trying not to break the moment, Alyssa reached to the floor, extending her arm to grasp for Penny's new vibrator. Once it was in her grasp, she removed it from the box and handed it to Rachel, who deftly opened it up and inserted a set of batteries. After looking back at Alyssa for instructions, Rachel obeyed her gestured order and passed the vibrator to Helen.

Trying hard to not make any sound, Helen got onto her knees and shuffled across to the couch, until she was next to Penny's knees. Proffering the sex toy to Penny, Helen interrupted the three-way make-out session taking place in front of her, "Penny, do you want to try the vibrator now?"

Once she pulled herself together enough to realize what Helen was asking, Penny tried to say 'no', but Amy joined in, whispering into her ear, "Go on Penny, you'll love it."

Penny was curious to try the vibrator, but she would have preferred the chance to explore it in her own time. Instead, she could feel Amy's fingers pushing her thighs apart and groping for the zipper on her skirt. Amy was insistent, and interspersed her attempts to undress Penny with fluttering, delicate kisses which left Penny overwhelmed and increasingly aroused. The inhibitions which had been holding Penny back began to melt away under the onslaught from Amy's urgent, demanding mouth.

Helped by Amy and Niamh, Penny let her blouse, then her bra fall to the floor. Amy's lips sank onto Penny's breasts as soon as they were exposed. Succumbing to Amy's onslaught of kisses, Penny sank back into the couch, and Amy becoming increasingly frenzied, exploring every inch of Penny's breasts, until her lips closed around a nipple, and she began to suck greedily. When Helen placed her hands on the waist of Penny's skirt, Penny intuitively lifted her hips. Once removed, the skirt was thrown to one side, followed by her panties, and without really being aware of how it had happened, Penny was naked.

Penny's reticence was swept aside by the deluge of delicious sensations overtaking her body. Amy continued to suckle hungrily on Penny's nipples, her hands cupping both breasts, squeezing them together, pushing each nipple in turn into her mouth. Niamh closed her mouth onto Penny's lips, and with her eyes closed and her mouth wide open to receive Niamh's tongue, Penny tried to draw Niamh in, kissing with a passion which made her oblivious to the watching audience.

Helen, meanwhile, had moved both her face and the tip of the vibrator to Penny's clit. For the briefest of instants Helen's tongue brushed against Penny's swollen nub, creating a spasm which forced her pussy to buck into Helen's face. Helen chose that moment to press the humming shaft of the vibrator against Penny's pussy. The watching women leaned in, curious to see how Penny would react. At first, nothing seemed to happen: Penny was writhing spasmodically beneath Helen, but the vibrator didn't seem to have any particular effect.

Then, an eruption. Penny screamed out, gasping as the vibrator made contact with her clitoris and her pussy began to pulse beneath the buzzing toy. At first, Penny's scream was guttural, and incoherent. Only when she had recovered from the first shock was she able to vocalize her reaction, "Oh. My. God! This is fantastic!"

Helen twisted the toy more firmly against Penny's clit. This time the reaction was immediate, and Penny lapsed back into a succession of semi-coherent exclamations, "Mm, mm, oh! Oh! Uh, uh. Fuck! Yes!"

All Penny cared about now was the sensations emanating from her pussy. The pleasure the vibrator was giving her was indescribable, and now, after only a few seconds of application she was already on the brink of climax. As she felt her moment of relief arrive, she closed her eyes and concentrated on the intense tingling spreading away from her hyper-stimulated cunt, overwhelming every nerve in her body. Amy and Niamh were still sucking on her tits, but as her orgasm took over, they pulled away and watched in awe as Penny screamed over and over, "YES! YES! YES!"

Without warning, Penny grabbed the vibrator from Helen and pushed it into herself. All five women watched, enthralled, as Penny began to pump it into her gushing vagina, vigorously fucking herself as she tried to ride the crest of her orgasm. As the full length of the vibrator sank into Penny, the rabbit ears made contact with her clit, sending a new wave of tremors through her body, and making her moan out loud, "Oh God. Fuck that's so good."

Realizing she could stimulate her clit as she fucked her pussy, Penny set about exploring her new discovery, lost in her own orgasmic world. Her audience watched, their eyes glued to the sight of Penny's oozing slit accommodating the pussy-juice slickened vibrator again and again. With each stroke, Penny's puffy, cum-wracked labia deformed around the plastic cylinder, pushing out a creamy froth which accumulated in her thick bush, turning the curly black strands into a mat of shiny tangles. Penny had no idea what was going on around her, but by now, Alyssa and Rachel hands were in each other's laps, and they were frigging each other enthusiastically. Niamh was sat between Amy's legs, having her neck kissed and her breasts fondled. Meanwhile, Helen sat in front of the oblivious Penny, with three fingers buried deep in her own honey pot, slowly twisting them, scooping out her own juices and occasionally lifting her hand to Niamh's mouth for her to lick them off.

Alyssa looked around the room satisfied with the state of affairs. She had got exactly what she wanted. Penny had abandoned all control now, her attention focused solely on discovering the effect of every variation in angle, penetration and pace the vibrator could provide. Briefly, there was a moment where Penny was calm enough to remember Rachel's description of the vibrator's features. After quickly working out how to vary the speed, for a few minutes she reveled in the extra stimulus provided by the faster settings.

Then, a yelped, "OH!" rang out from Penny's lips, attracting the attention of her audience, making them lean in even closer.

Penny had inadvertently discovered the revolving pearl beads near the base of the vibrator. Now, with the extraordinary pleasure-toy buried inside her as deeply as possible, Penny quivered beneath the combined stimulation of the vibrating shaft in the core of her vagina, the rabbit ears on her clit, and the revolving beads massaging the walls of her pussy. For the next five minutes, Penny simply held the vibrator in position and lay back, her body one continuous, all-encompassing, all-consuming orgasm which, oblivious to the on looking crowd, she uninhibitedly focused on maintaining, constantly twisting and adjusting the vibrator to maintain maximum stimulation.

The sight of Penny, buck naked, eyes closed, mouth open, legs spread, with her blood-engorged pussy contracting around the vibrator, was deeply erotic. All of the women looked on in admiration, each of them becoming increasingly turned on as their own bodies responded to the scene. Five pairs of lust-filled eyes stared hungrily at Penny. Nothing was said, but one by one, they stripped naked, making sure they kept their eyes glued to the show Penny was unknowingly putting on for them. Soon, all six women in the room were fully undressed. 




Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 05



With all of the women stripped, the atmosphere in the room changed. Penny was still the main attraction, but everyone now had a finger moving in their pussy, either one of their own, or someone else's. On one couch, Rachel was panting softly in response to Alyssa's fingering. On the other couch, Amy was beginning to throw her head back as Helen sawed her hand across her clit and pussy. There was an unacknowledged tension in the air now: all of the women wanted to fuck, but the unspoken agreement that Penny had to finish first held them back. The sight of Penny masturbating herself senseless was now, for her audience, both a massive turn-on and a deep source of frustration.

Amy gave in to temptation first, rolling onto her back and pulling Niamh down with her. Niamh pressed her body against Amy's, squashing their tits together, then sliding her body down until they could twist their legs together. With their bodies clamped into a single entity, they kissed, their faces revealing the joy they were experiencing as they yielded to the urges coursing through their veins. The kiss went on until they were breathless, then, once they parted, gulping oxygen into their lungs, they looked at each other and without saying a word, exchanged a mutually knowing smile. Understanding what it was they both wanted, Niamh turned round and straddled her pussy over Amy's face, then lowered her mouth between Amy's widely spread legs.

Slowly, the sound of Amy and Niamh pleasuring each other filtered through Penny's orgasm-addled senses. By this stage, Penny was slumped on the couch, her hair in disarray over her face, a sheen of sweat over her body, and a slick of pussy juice crusting over her thighs and puffy, over-stimulated genitals. She squinted through the fringe of disheveled hair hanging over her eyes and looking around the room, gradually became aware of her surroundings. Amy and Niamh were on the floor, engrossed in each other, but on the other couch, Rachel was flanked by Alyssa and Helen, all three of them staring at Penny with expressions which combined empathy at the state she was in with admiration, jealousy, and lust. 

The real world came back into focus. Suddenly, Penny's self-consciousness returned. Her body was slack and exhausted after the prolonged, intense orgasm she had just experienced. Nothing could take away from how wonderful it had been to just let go, to uninhibitedly abandon herself to the pleasure the vibrator provided. Nonetheless, she was deeply aware the whole thing had been carefully orchestrated by Alyssa to bring her to that point. Penny's emotions were being sent all over the place. Right now she was uncertain whether she should be thanking Alyssa for leading her into the experience, or annoyed with Alyssa for the way she had been exploited as a source of titillation for the other women.

Just as Penny's uncertain feelings started to crystalize into a sense of indignation, Alyssa got up and walked over to her. Immediately she sat down, Alyssa wrapped her arms around Penny and began to speak, interspersing her words with kisses on the cheek, which gradually became a lingering clinch.

"Oh Penny, that must have been amazing," Alyssa gushed into Penny's ear, kissing lightly on her earlobe.

Penny was hesitant, reluctant to admit how wonderful it had been, "Yes, I can't believe what the vibrator did to me."

"Mmm yes, they are wonderful aren't they? I knew you'd be the kind of girl who'd cum hard with a vibrator on her vadge."

Alyssa's words were interspersed with delicate kisses, moving from Penny's earlobe to her cheek. When Penny didn't say anything, Alyssa continued speaking, "I hope you didn't mind us watching you. It really was amazing, the way you got stuck in, just really going for it."

"Well..." Penny began to answer, but was interrupted.

"It's just that for all of us there was a stage of learning to relax in front of the others before we could really appreciate the benefits associated with being part of a group like this."

Alyssa's lips moved to the corner of Penny's mouth. Slowly, Penny turned her head so she could look into Alyssa's face, "Do you really want me to be part of your group Alyssa? Or is this some kind of game?" she asked.

"Oh Penny! I've known from the moment I first saw you that you HAD to be a part of this group," Alyssa spoke urgently, looking into Penny's eyes with an intense but honest gaze which left her convinced of Alyssa's sincerity. Their lips met, and Penny melted into Alyssa, kissing her with a ferocity which left them both breathless.

***

The rest of the evening was a blur of girl-on-girl kissing, fingering and licking. Penny felt she was really part of the group now, and over the course of the next three hours paired up with each of the other women in turn. Alyssa ate her out, she ate Rachel and Helen out, and Helen spent twenty minutes lying next to her, their fingers in each other's pussies, squelching in and out as they frigged the other woman to a sloppy, moan-inducing orgasm. Best of all was the prolonged session of 69ing with Niamh. Penny still felt an extra bond with Niamh after the gentle way she had guided her first steps into the group. Tasting Niamh again felt familiar and special, and the orgasm they shared felt good in a way which was somehow different, more intimate than the others.

Somewhere along the way the partner swapping resulted in the women becoming two groups of three. Penny found herself with Rachel and Niamh. At first, Rachel was between Niamh's legs, eating her out, while Penny suckled on Niamh's puffy brown nipples, greedily slurping them deep into her mouth. After a while Niamh turned to Penny and whispered into her ear, "I want you to lick my asshole now."

Penny was shocked by Niamh's request, and couldn't hide the incredulous tone in her voice when she asked, "Really?"

Niamh's expression was sex-glazed and hungry. She barely looked at Penny, and didn't register her hesitance. All she wanted was for Penny to go along with her request, "Yeah, go on. I like it."

Giving a mental shrug, Penny reminded herself of her resolution to to go with the flow more, and simply replied, "OK."

Niamh got onto all fours and pushed her ass up high, raising her petite but perfectly formed backside high above her slim waist. With her generously proportioned tits grazing the carpet, and her long red hair hanging over her face, Niamh turned around and urged Penny on, "Go on, spread my ass."

Penny had never done anything like this before. Not knowing quite where to begin, she placed a hand on each of Niamh's beautiful, rounded butt cheeks and pressed down, spreading them apart until the puckered rose of Niamh's asshole was revealed in front of her.

"That's it, now stick your tongue in."

Still not quite sure what she was doing, Penny tentatively leaned forward, poking her tongue out as she did so. As she drew closer, Penny's face pushed between Niamh's ass cheeks. All she could see by now was a close-up of Niamh's flawless white skin, and unable to see what she was doing, Penny wiggled her tongue, feeling for Niamh's asshole. A shudder went through Niamh's body, jiggling the inner curves of Niamh's ass against Penny's face. Licking more forcefully, the tip of Penny tongue came into contact with the tight whorl of wrinkles encircling Niamh's asshole. She was there.

Impatient for Penny to get stuck in, Niamh wriggled her ass again. This time, Penny pushed her whole face forward, forcing her tongue to press into Niamh's expectant ass. With Niamh's butt cheeks warm against the cheeks of her face, Penny began to probe her tongue, exploring the sensitive folds of Niamh's asshole, feeling for the tightly closed entrance to Niamh's anus. Now she was getting what she wanted, Niamh relaxed and let out a series of contented sighs, her body trembling each time Penny's roaming tongue hit a particularly sensitive bundle of nerves.

As Niamh responded to Penny's licking, Penny became more enthusiastic, pushing her tongue in more determinedly, trying more forcefully to penetrate Niamh's anus. Niamh's sighs became full-blooded moans of pleasure and her ass began to push back hard into Penny's face as she sought an ever deeper licking. Penny was starting to enjoy herself. Suddenly though, she nearly jumped out of her skin. Unbeknownst to the preoccupied Penny, Rachel had knelt behind her and joined in, forming an ass-licking chain with Penny in the middle.

"Oh!" Penny's surprise caused her ass to bump back onto Rachel's nose. In turn, Rachel pushed forwards again, making sure her tongue made contact with Penny's asshole. 

Once her face was buried between Penny's butt cheeks, Rachel sent her tongue flicking out, exploring Penny's asshole. She quickly pushed her tongue in as deeply as possible, trying to open Penny up so she could rim the entrance to Penny's anal passage. Rachel's confident tonguing had Penny writhing in seconds, her initial shock forgotten. For a brief moment, Penny forgot to keep her own tongue pressed into Niamh. It didn't take long for Niamh to express her frustration, and Penny soon managed to figure out how to divide her distracted attention between Niamh's urging backside and the sensations Rachel was inflicting on her own asshole.

On the couch, Alyssa, Helen and Amy were watching the scene unfolding on the floor in front of them. Although they found the sight distracting enough to stop their own fucking, it was such a sexy display their hands soon found each other's pussies again, and for the next ten minutes the three women on the couch writhed in response to both their mutual fingering and the ultra-erotic ass-licking taking place on the carpet.

Eventually, Alyssa decided things gone on long enough, and clapped her hands. Once she had everyone's attention, she called out, "OK ladies, it's time we all played together. I think it's only fair we let Penny have a reward for the little display she put on for us earlier. Niamh, why don't you let Penny lie with her head in your lap?"

Obeying Alyssa's orchestration, the women quickly arranged themselves to her satisfaction. Penny lay on the rug, supported by Niamh, who stroked Penny's hair as she lay in her lap. Rachel, as the guest, knelt between Penny's legs, her mouth poised expectantly over Penny's swollen clit. Amy and Helen knelt either side of Penny, each one of them supporting one of Penny's massive breasts, fondling them as they sagged under their own weight into their hands. Finally, Alyssa straddled Penny and kissed her on the lips, before moving forwards to position her shaven pussy over Penny's mouth.

Using Niamh's shoulders to support herself, Alyssa lowered her gaping slit onto Penny's lips. Penny responded immediately, mashing her mouth against Alyssa's open labia and prominent clit. Simultaneously, Rachel began licking, teasing Penny's clit and, at the same time, sliding a finger in and out of Penny, smearing the juices which flowed freely from Penny over both of them. On her flanks, Helen and Amy each took one of Penny's tits into their mouths and began to suck. Still stroking Penny's hair, Niamh reached a hand forward; using it to guide Alyssa and occasionally reposition Penny's tits when they slipped from Amy or Helen's lips.

From then on, all Penny could remember was being overwhelmed by the other women's bodies; their soft, feminine flesh pressing into her from all sides created a sensation like nothing she had ever experienced. The non-stop licking, sucking and stroking which went on for the rest of the evening triggered a wave of orgasms in Penny which simply wouldn't subside. Eventually, later on, Niamh helped the delirious, climax-stunned Penny pull on her clothes, and escorted her home, delivering her to Mark with the excuse, "She might have had a bit too much to drink, you'd better tuck her up in bed."

***



Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 06



Penny didn't dare tell Mark the real reason she returned from Alyssa's house in such a disheveled state. Looking back over the evening from the perspective of the following morning, she realized that once again, Alyssa had made no mention of her promise to somehow make Mark aware of, and agreeable to, what was going on. Right now though, Penny was happy to push that particular worry to the back of her mind. The sex at the party had been mind-blowing, and now Penny had been with all of the women in the group, plus Rachel, she felt she really was a full member of Alyssa's circle.

Penny spent Sunday in bed, using the excuse of her 'hangover' to curl up under the sheets and think over the events of the last month. She still found it difficult to believe things had happened so fast since they'd moved into the new house. It was Alyssa: she was so forceful, and so obviously used to getting what she wanted. Penny wondered if she was right to let herself be led down this pathway. Then she recalled the sensuality and lustful erotically-charged atmosphere which pervaded Alyssa's parties, and the intensity of the orgasms she had experienced since discovering lesbian sex. No, she didn't want to give this up.

None of Penny's new feelings altered the way she felt about Mark. Enjoying lesbian sex at a party once a week didn't make her want to change her marriage in any way. If anything, Niamh's words at the café were becoming more and more real. Penny was on a journey of self-discovery: she had never realized how important sex was to her up until now. Alyssa and Niamh had made her aware of how orgasmic she was, and of her capacity to climax again and again in a short space of time. Penny was learning that although each orgasm was superficially the same, always wonderful, each time was also unique, a special event which she should seek out and cherish.

In the mood she was in, Penny was happy when at lunch time, Mark bought her a bowl of soup on a tray and sat with her, talking to her as she ate. She was even happier when, after she put the empty soup bowl on the floor, Mark got into bed with her. It felt good to have his angular, masculine body next to hers, to feel his muscles flex beneath her fingers as she caressed him. It was even better to feel him stiffen in her hand, to know he wanted her, and was always ready to satisfy her. Best of all was the feeling of him buried deep inside her, thrusting into her willing, yielding body. Penny was confident she'd always want this.

Lying on her stomach with her tits pressed into the pillows, Penny felt Mark ramming into her from behind, his hips slapping against her ass with each powerful stroke. There was nothing better than being filled with a big stiff cock, and yet, there was also nothing better than having the same cock slide in and out, her pussy coming alive as every tiny nerve ending was stimulated by the thick tube of man-gristle grinding against the walls of her vagina. And then: the orgasm! Was there anything in the world more wonderful than having your pussy explode, whilst simultaneously, the man you loved doused the fires of your passion with an injection of his gushing seed?

Totally satisfied, Penny curled up in Mark's arms, and they dozed together for half an hour, enjoying the freedom of a lazy Sunday. It didn't surprise her when she discovered Mark was still horny after their nap. She was happy to mount him and ride his cock for ten minutes, and then get on all fours and let Mark take her from behind, good and hard. This time when Mark came, he collapsed on to the bed and slept deeply. Looking down at her husband, Penny smiled to herself, happy with the man she had chosen, and satisfied with a job well done, proud of the way she could give Mark what he needed.

***

Monday went by in a rush. The company Penny worked for had a big order on, and there was a mountain of paperwork to sort out. It was only when she got home, late and tired, and sat down with a glass of wine, that she remembered her sister Marina was due to arrive the following day. Still, Penny thought; there wasn't much she could do about it now, and the timing wasn't bad, she'd have some company while Mark spent a couple of days away on a business trip. Penny's relaxed attitude went out the window the next morning. The house badly needed tidying, and it took Penny thirty minutes to run the vacuum cleaner round the rooms Marina was likely to see, plus a heap of time doing laundry and clearing things away. There was still a duster in Penny's hand when the doorbell rang.

All Marina wanted to do was talk. All through Tuesday afternoon, over countless cups of coffee, and into Tuesday night over a bottle of wine, Marina vented her frustrations. Steven was a good husband, Marina couldn't deny it, but there was no getting away from the fact he was a dud in bed. 

"How do you mean?" Penny asked, when she heard Marina say this about Steven for the third time in the last hour.

Marina's reply was forcefully expressed, "He cums so quickly, and it's always the same: he just doesn't have any imagination when we're in the sack. It's never exciting, just 'adequate', that's the only way I can describe it. He just leaves me hanging. He gets on top, kind of bucks in and out of me for a minute or so, then cums, way before I'm ready. I never get that feeling afterwards like you describe with Mark, like you've been really fucked to within an inch of your life."

"Do you want to leave him? Is that why you're here?"

"No!" Marina was indignant.

This made Penny curious, especially about why Marina had chosen to stay with her, "Well what do you want? What's the plan?"

"Oh, I don't know. You know he's the only man I've slept with, right?"

"No, that surprises me," Penny said, "I always thought you'd been with plenty of guys. You remember back when we were girls and shared a room? You got into playing with yourself much younger than I did. I was sure you'd done it with one of the boys from school back then."

"I came close, but you know, I always wanted to be a 'good girl', and mum got me so scared of getting pregnant," Marina said.

Marina was nine years younger than Penny. They'd shared a bedroom when they were young and both lived at home. All those years sharing a room had made the two of them close, and Penny knew Marina looked up to her in the way younger sisters sometimes do, automatically assuming everything 'big sister' did was cool. Being so much older, Penny figured out masturbation first, but Marina quickly cottoned on to what Penny was up to under the bedclothes, and it wasn't very long before she was fingering herself just as enthusiastically as Penny. In fact, Penny remembered Marina being loud and very vocal when she came. 

Thinking about how orgasmic the younger Marina had been, Penny couldn't help but wonder, "I hope you don't mind me asking. But what do you do? You must be going insane with frustration. Remember what we were like back in the day? Do you still, you know, masturbate?"

Marina blushed, "Yes. I just have to. I feel so wicked though. I keep on thinking about other men, from the TV and that, or guys I see in the street. Never about Steven."

Trying to reassure Marina, Penny said, "It's only fantasies though right? You're not hurting anyone. Don't worry about it."

"I suppose so. I just wish I knew what to do. I'm so jealous of you Penny, you never seem to have this problem with Mark."

It was Penny's turn to blush. She didn't like to brag, especially when Marina was in this state, but over the years she had let slip a few hints about how good a lover Mark was. Marina always acted shocked and pretended she didn't want to hear, but Penny wasn't fooled; Marina loved hearing Penny talk about her sex life with Mark. It was OK as far as Penny was concerned: sharing vicariously in Penny's sex life sounded like it was the only excitement Marina got most of the time.

Besides, Penny thought guiltily, Marina doesn't know the half of it. Penny was sure Marina would be shocked if she knew what she'd being doing with Alyssa and Niamh over the past few weeks. And Penny was pretty sure Marina wouldn't buy any of Alyssa's story about it all being to 'bring her closer to Mark'. Thinking about how she kept on trusting Alyssa to make everything turn out right just made Penny feel even guiltier. Was she being gullible?

When Penny didn't respond, Marina spoke again, "I'm sorry Penny. I shouldn't say that. It sounds like I'm here to steal Mark. I'm really not, I'm just so envious of what you and Mark have got."

"That's alright Marina. I know I can trust you."

"I'm just so horny, all the time." 

Penny thought for a moment. Sure, Marina would probably find her recent behavior shocking, or would at least act shocked, but Penny was pretty confident now that if she told Marina some of the details she would definitely be 'interested'. Something about what Marina was saying told Penny she was yearning to explore her sexuality more. Penny ran the risks through her mind, weighing them up. How far could she push it? How about she just dipped her toe in to see how Marina reacted?

Not quite sure how much she was going to reveal, Penny blurted out, "I bought a vibrator on the weekend."

Marina's reaction was as predictable as Penny expected it to be, "Penny! Did you? Why? You don't need anything like that."

"Well, I don't have to use it alone," Penny said.

"So you get Mark to use it on you?" Marina asked.

"I will do," Penny replied, pushing her memories of Helen and Amy pressing it into her body to the back of her mind.

"Have you tried it yet?

Once again, Penny realized there was only so much she was comfortable admitting, and she limited herself to, "Yes, it was fantastic. It really hits the spot."

Paying noticeably more attention now, Marina's voice took on a querying tone, "Are you saying I should get one?"

"Maybe. It might help, you know, with the frustration," Penny said.

"Where did you get it?"

"At a party," Penny said, "You know, home shopping."

"You can buy them at parties, what, like Tupperware?" Marina looked surprised, "What kind of person sells sex toys for a living?"

"She was very nice," Penny said, suppressing another guilty twinge.

"I don't know. Steven isn't like Mark, I'd have to hide it from him," Marina said.

A wicked thought flashed through Penny's mind. She forced herself not to dwell on it, but trying to sound as casual as possible, asked Marina, "Why don't you try for yourself? See what you think."

Marina smiled, "Like try before you buy, you mean? Is that what happened at your party?"

Penny didn't answer. Instead, she pressed Marina again, "Go on. Don't knock it 'til you've tried it."

"You mean it, don't you?" Marina said, clearly weakening.

"Yes. Look, go to my bedroom and look in the third drawer down in the cabinet by the bed. I'll give you as long as you need."

Looking slightly embarrassed at what she was agreeing to do, but nonetheless, standing up as she spoke, Marina said, "I can't believe I'm doing this!" then turned and walked out of the kitchen toward the bedroom. 

***

Sat in the kitchen by herself, Penny thought about Marina. They had always been close; the nine years difference between them hadn't really mattered once Marina entered her teens. There were so many memories: everything they had shared growing up together, all the discoveries and 'firsts', all the times they had fallen out with each other, all the times they'd sided with each other against the world. Somehow though, once they'd both married, they'd travelled separate paths. They lived in different cities now, and their relationships with their husbands were very different.

Up until recently, the biggest difference between the two sisters was the men they married. Given the chance, both Penny and Marina could be very sensual, orgasmic women. Through no fault of her own, Marina had been denied that side of her personality, whereas Penny had been lucky enough to marry Mark. Even so, both women were naturally very shy sexually. Penny was comfortable talking about sex with Mark, because she trusted him, but she had struggled at first to deal with how confident Alyssa and the other women were; she could imagine how difficult it was going to be for Marina to gain the courage to deal with her sexual frustrations. Penny was struck by a thought. Since she'd met Alyssa her understanding of her own sensuality had increased immeasurably. The changes to her life over the last month were far greater than she had revealed to Marina so far.

Penny looked at the clock on the wall. It had been thirty minutes and there was no sign of Marina. How was she getting on? There must have been enough time for her to figure out whether the vibrator was going to do anything for her by now, surely? Penny's curiosity began to gnaw at her. Perhaps Marina had just gone into the room and burst into tears? The image of Marina sat on the bed sobbing made Penny feel bad, and she began to regret pushing Marina into trying out the vibrator.

Eventually, Penny's curiosity could stand no more. Not sure if she was doing the right thing, she knocked on the bedroom door, gently at first, then, when there was no response, more firmly. Finally, when there was still no reply, Penny turned the handle and walked into the room. It was immediately obvious to Penny there was nothing to worry about, but it took a moment for Marina to become aware of Penny's presence.

When she did see Penny, Marina yelped out in surprise, "Oh! Penny!" blushing and squirming on the bed as she pulled the vibrator from between her legs and tried to cover herself up.

Marina had obviously been using the vibrator constantly since she'd been in the room. She was naked on the bed, her body flushed with excitement, gleaming under a sheen of sweat which accentuated her olive-skinned complexion. When Penny entered, Marina was absorbed in twisting the vibrator in her pussy, angling the rabbit ears over her clit, with a barely audible, moaned, "Oh; Oh! Yessss," leaking from her lips.

Embarrassed at walking in on Marina like this, Penny said, "No! Please don't stop. I was just worried. You'd been a while."

Marina looked up from the bed, her long dark hair spread in disarray on the pillows around her, "Oh God Penny, this is wonderful. I've got to get one of these."

Penny grinned with relief, "I'm glad you like it. Do you feel better now?"

"Well, I've spent the last twenty minutes cumming harder and longer than I have in years, if that's what you mean?"

"I suppose I do. I can't imagine what it must be like, being so very frustrated. Mark always gives me such great orgasms," Penny sat down on the bed, and continued, "Sometimes I take them for granted, I suppose."

"You shouldn't," Marina replied, "You don't know how lucky you are."

"Oh, I'm very lucky. I've come to realize that recently. And I've really learnt how important it is to understand what your needs are, and to satisfy them when you've got the chance."

Marina raised her eyebrows, her large brown eyes staring quizzically at Penny, "How do you mean?"

"Oh, nothing much, it's complicated, I'll explain some other time," Penny said, realizing she had hinted at more than she wanted to, "Look, is it OK if I sit here? You go back to playing with yourself. I've always wondered what I look like when I cum. This'll be kind of a chance to find out."

"Are you sure it's alright? We're not kids any more Penny," Marina said, her reluctance clear in her voice.

"Aw, come on Marina. We're sisters. We're allowed to know a little bit about each other's private lives," Penny replied. She changed the tone of her voice, making herself sound mock-serious, "Anyway, it's my vibrator, and my house. You can do what you're told, little sister."

Marina shrugged, and said, "When you put it like that... You're just gonna watch though right?"

Penny nodded. She hadn't really thought about why she wanted to watch Marina. Up until a few weeks ago, Penny had never really thought of other women as objects of sexual desire. But Alyssa and Niamh had changed the way Penny looked at women. Marina was certainly attractive. She was a little shorter than Penny, and although not quite as full figured, her body was very curvy, with nice full hips and a good sized, shapely ass, plus a great set of tits.

Looking between Marina's legs, Penny could see Marina's bush was very thick and hairy, similar to her own. It looked like she'd trimmed it in the past, but must have given up recently. The thought that maybe she'd been trying to attract Steven's attention aroused Penny's sympathy. Right now, the tangle of pubes on Marina's pussy was wet with sweat and juices, flattened against her labia, making it easier to see the puffy pink interior of her vagina, which looked well-used after twenty minutes or so of non-stop stimulation.

Penny gazed down at Marina's body sprawled on the bed. Her tits were splayed on her chest, sagging sideways slightly under their own weight. They were probably about a C cup, Penny guesstimated, with very dark, very large, distended nipples. The way Marina's nipples were firm just from the vibrator play made Penny think they must be very sensitive. Just for a moment, Penny began to daydream, thinking about how much fun it would be to take the nubs of Marina's nipples between her lips, and tease them until they stood out like bullets on her chest.

Catching herself thinking about sucking on Marina's tits, Penny tried to push her thoughts away. She was shocked with herself: Marina was her sister! Would she really do that? But if she could have sex with Alyssa, and Niamh, and the others, why not Marina? Was it so different? Fighting these treacherous new thoughts, but also trying to rationalize them, Penny couldn't help but ask herself, where would the harm be, really?

Right now, Penny knew Marina would freak out if she tried anything like that with her. Thinking maybe she should just pull herself together and get a grip, Penny finally answered Marina's question, "Of course. I just think it'll be interesting to know what an orgasm looks like 'from the outside'. You know what I mean, don't you?"

Marina nodded, still somewhat dubious, so Penny pressed on, "Come on. I've heard you talk about how frustrated you are all day. Now I want to be sure you're getting rid of those frustrations."

"OK, OK. It just feels weird, you know, doing this in front of my sister. You know Steven would never want to watch me do anything like this, right?" Marina said.

"So this is your big chance to cut loose and do something crazy for once. Come on Marina, just relax."

Finally, Marina stopped listening to Penny, and lay back on the bed, spreading her legs apart as she settled herself into position. Once she was comfortable, she picked up the vibrator and switched it on, at its lowest speed. Then, with Penny's eyes following every move, she lowered the vibrator onto her slit, nestling the shaft between her labia, with the thick end, near her hand, resting on her clitoris. Marina gave Penny one final glance, then pressed the vibrator firmly against her pussy, drawing it up so the shaft was dragged over her clit until the tip was the only part touching her body.

"Oh fuck Penny, it really does hit the spot," Marina gasped, her voice already beginning to sound strained. When, a moment later, Marina turned the speed up a notch, her moans increased to an even higher pitch of volume and intensity.

Penny watched, fascinated, as her sister twisted the vibrator over her clit. Some of the time, she held it in place for a sustained period, until Penny could see Marina's gaping genitalia pulse beneath the vibrator, and a thin sheen of clear liquid accumulate at the base of her pussy. Other times, Marina constantly shifted the thick shaft of the vibrator, angling the toy around her clit, searching for an extra level of thrill which would push her over the edge. Marina was obviously already highly aroused, but Penny could sense she was close to taking things past the point of no return.




Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 06



Without warning, Marina sank the vibrator all the way into her cunt, sliding the full length in, right up to the base, in one smooth movement. She gasped as she felt the bulk of the shaft stretch her pussy, then moaned when the vibrations, switched up to maximum now, began to work their magic on the receptive interior of her vagina. The moans became a wail, high and keening, when the rabbit ears made contact with her clit. By now, Marina was barely able to control herself, thrashing her head from side to side on the pillow, her torso and thighs shaking as her excitement consumed her entire body.

Feeling herself becoming aroused, and keen to see more, Penny lifted her feet off the floor and scooted along the bed until she was lying alongside Marina, propped up on an elbow so she could easily observe everything. By this stage, her sister was oblivious to Penny's presence, her energies focused only on bringing herself to a body-shuddering orgasm. Watching on, as Marina pumped the vibrator in and out of her pussy, Penny was sure Marina's climax must come soon. Marina's voice had become one long wordless exclamation, vented out from the core of her soul. Penny was in awe of what she was seeing, but also extremely turned on. Her earlier vague urge to seduce her sister crystalized into a firm resolve. Somehow, in the near future, Penny would pluck up the courage to seduce Marina.

Marina pressed the button on the base of the vibrator one more time, setting the revolving beads in motion. Her voice became a scream, and finally, her body was wracked by a powerful, all-consuming orgasm. Penny didn't know where to look. The ecstasy Marina was experiencing was written all over her face, compelling Penny to gaze at her, rapt with fascination; the sight of Marina's pussy in spasms around the vibrator, with cum juices flowing out around it, was equally enthralling, and Penny's eyes roamed freely, taking in the sight of her sister, only inches away, wailing with pleasure whilst in the throes of a massive orgasm.

It was all too much for Penny. She felt the ache between her legs she was so familiar with, the one she would usually respond to by sliding her hand into her panties and fingering her clit. Marina was still engrossed in her own pleasure, so why not? Penny stared directly into Marina's eyes, daring her to register what she was doing, then hitched up her skirt, using one hand to pull her panties to one side, and the other to trace a delicate circle over her clitoris. Then, when Marina didn't do anything, she began to finger herself more firmly, quickly reaching a point where she had a choice: either hold herself close for a while, or push over the edge into an orgasm.

With her fingertip placed lightly on the hood of her clit, Penny waited for Marina to notice what she was doing. It happened a minute later; a flicker of recognition in Marina's eyes, followed by a look of surprise when she registered what Penny was doing. Penny gave Marina a sisterly, conspiratorial smile, then let her finger loose on her clit. Lying shoulder to shoulder with her sister, Penny frigged herself to a rapid, breathless orgasm, then lay panting, listening to Marina's labored breathing alongside her.

Knowing she had to take control of the situation, lest Marina freaked out, Penny turned to her sister, and said, "Pretty good, huh?"

***

Penny acted businesslike, as if nothing much had happened, and left Marina in the bedroom, saying, "Come back into the living room, we'll have one more glass of wine."

Once Marina was sat with a glass of wine in her hand, she and Penny talked; mostly about their childhood, and the events which, over the years, led to them leading separate, different lives. They didn't directly address what they had just done in the bedroom, but indirectly, by talking about how it was a shame they'd spent so little time together over the past few years, and how they really must make more of an effort in the future, Penny made sure Marina wasn't upset or uncomfortable with what had happened.

Eventually, Penny wrapped up the conversation, leaning forward to look directly at Marina, and saying, "Look, you're going through a rough patch right now. I want to be here to support you. You're my sister, and I don't want anything ever coming between us, or for you to ever feel too awkward to come to me when you need help."

Marina nodded, "I understand."

Draining her wine glass, Penny said, "Anything, ever. I'm always here for you," then stood up, ending the conversation by saying, "OK little sister, it's time for bed. See you in the morning."

The next day, Penny took Marina shopping, and they spent most of the day trying on clothes and eating in cafés; basically enjoying a prolonged session of retail therapy, coupled with good food, and finally, happy hour cocktails in a trendy bar. The day left both of them tired but contended. Marina had too much fun to think about her frustrations; Penny was distracted enough to not give any thought to the feelings she had felt for Marina the previous evening.

When they got home they kicked off their shoes and slumped in front of the TV for an hour, comparing notes on how sore their feet were, and how tired the day had left them. Marina rubbed at her neck, complaining how carrying shopping bags from store to store all day had made her sore. Somewhere over the course of the evening, Penny got up and poured them both a glass of wine. Two glasses later, Penny began to recall the way she had felt the previous evening. She looked at Marina, and wondered. Then, she thought about the week ahead. Mark would be back tomorrow, and Thursday was only two days away from Saturday, and the weekly party at Alyssa's house.

If she was going to act on her feelings, right now was the only chance. Penny took a sip at her wine, and thought to herself. Did she dare? What would happen if Marina took it the wrong way? She took another sip from her wineglass and thought about Marina's sore neck. She wondered if she had the courage, and sipped from her wineglass again. 

Eventually, Penny decided it was now or never, and put on her most innocent voice, saying to Marina, "You said your shoulder was sore. Would you like a neck and shoulder rub? I can do it while we chat."

Taking the offer at face value, Marina agreed. Penny's knack with her hands was shared knowledge between the sisters; she'd given Marina massages and neck rubs plenty of times in the past. Penny sat next to Marina, and reached round her back, then began to work her thumb down the side of Marina's neck. Chatting as she worked, Penny's fingers eliciting satisfied groans from Marina whenever she came across an especially sore spot.

"Mmm, that feels good Penny. I didn't realize how bad it was."

So far, everything Penny had done was perfectly innocent, and she knew she could stop now with no consequences. Penny let her fingers continue to work on Marina's neck while she agonized over what to do next. 

Clearing her throat, Penny spoke, trying to make her words sound as innocuous as possible, "Why don't you take off your blouse and bra so I can get at your shoulders and work on them properly?"

There was still no clue as to whether Marina suspected anything, but Penny was slightly taken aback when Marina unquestioningly unbuttoned her blouse and let it slip to the floor.

"Do you really need the bra off as well?" Marina asked. 

"Yes please, it'll help me get right down your shoulder, where the muscles join the spine," Penny answered. She managed to keep her voice calm, but inside, her stomach was knotting with a mixture of nerves and excitement. 

This was all still perfectly harmless. Not wanting to rush things, or take any chances, Penny spent a good fifteen minutes massaging Marina's shoulder. As she worked, Penny chatted to Marina, letting the conversation drift back to Marina's love life, but this time allowing herself to brag a little about Mark. Penny could see her graphic descriptions of the way Mark took care of her, fucking her regularly, and bringing her to repeated orgasms, were making Marina jealous. Disregarding Marina's obvious frustration at the injustice which meant her marriage didn't contain anything similar, Penny carried on plying her with vivid descriptions of her sex life. 

The stories were having the effect Penny wanted. Glancing at Marina's tits as she continued to rub her shoulders, she could see her nipples were hardening. Penny paused and said, "How was that?" 

Pleasingly for Penny, Marina looked disappointed, and said, "Do you have to stop?"

Silently giving thanks for the opportunity presented to her, Penny said, "How do you feel about a body rub?"

This wasn't completely unprecedented. Penny and Marina had massaged each other frequently in the past. And because Penny was undoubtedly the more skillful, she had given Marina more massages than she received in return. Those had all been completely above board though. For Penny, this was different, and dangerous. None of the previous massages had started with Penny feeling like she did now.

"How about we do it on your bed. That way you can stretch out, and I can do it properly."

"Sure," Marina agreed. Standing up, she stretched her arms into the air, testing out the effects of the neck massage, "Hey, that's really helped."

Already feeling the benefits of having her neck massaged made Marina even more amenable to the idea of a body rub, and she happily went to her room and lay down on the bed. Penny stopped off in the bathroom to get some massage oil, then entered the bedroom and looked at Marina, stretched out on the bed, but still wearing her pants and socks.

"Why don't you undress properly? I'll be able to do a better job. I'll get a towel if you're feeling shy."

"That's OK. You've seen everything before," Marina said. And without any more thought, she unselfconsciously stripped, and lay on the bed, face down, waiting for Penny to begin.

Penny felt a faint gush of warmth between her legs. It was becoming impossible for her not to view Marina's body as a highly desirable sexual object. Once again, she had been struck by how large and dark Marina's nipples were, and how hairy her pussy was. Before Marina had time to object, Penny stripped to her bra and panties, and knelt on the bed alongside Marina.

It was still too soon for Penny to take any chances. She squirted a generous amount of oil into her palms and resumed her massage. Penny's technique, her hands pressing in firmly, but well lubricated by the oil, produced lots of contented moans. She worked around the sides of Marina's breasts, and spent a lot of time massaging her butt and up her thighs, starting on the back and outside of her legs, but then, as she grew more daring, sliding her hands up the inside of Marina's thighs. When Marina didn't object, Penny started to deliberately go high up the thigh, right up to where her legs met her ass and the mound of her pussy. Penny could feel Marina's warmth, and daring herself, she lingered long enough to feel the wetness leaking out of Marina's pussy. Marina continued to say nothing, but she was beginning to squirm beneath Penny's hands now, and her moans were no longer simply expressions of relief at the soothing of her muscles, but sighs expressing the inner warmth which was starting to build in her.

At some point during the massage, Penny and Marina stopped talking; by now both of them were too absorbed in the sensual atmosphere which was slowly developing. After twenty or so minutes, Penny finally spoke, quietly saying to Marina, "Why not roll over?"

Marina flipped over without any hesitation. She lay flat on her back, her body fully exposed, gazing up at Penny with an enigmatic look in her eyes which Penny found difficult to read. Penny looked down at her sister, the lust in her body overwhelming every other emotion. Penny was wet too now, she could feel it; her whole body was tense with excitement. She knew the crucial moment was imminent.

Penny changed her position on the bed, sitting cross-legged, so Marina's head could rest in her lap. The position allowed Penny to rub Marina's neck and shoulders more firmly, and to work down the front of her shoulders and chest. Marina relaxed, closing her eyes and sighing as Penny's hands pressed down from her shoulders to the flanks of her breasts. The point of no return was drawing closer. Not giving herself the time to think about what she was doing, Penny said, "I might remove my bra." 

The bra was on the floor before Marina had the chance to say anything. Penny continued to work her hands over Marina's shoulders, slowly moving down to the top of her chest. Then, Penny took a deep breath and moved her hands to Marina's breasts, cupping the soft fleshy mounds and squeezing them, feeling them yield between her fingers. Marina's eyes flew open, flicking up in their sockets to gaze at Penny with an expression of questioning surprise, but she didn't say anything. 

Penny registered Marina's expression, and she stared down at her, waiting for Marina to say something. When Marina remained silent, Penny pressed on, moving her fingers to Marina's nipples, tweaking and rubbing them, squeezed the firm nubs between her fingertips. Marina moaned loudly and arched her back. She was still gazing up at Penny, but the look was passive and compliant. By now, Penny was leaning over Marina, her tits hanging close to Marina's face.

Something had changed about Marina. Her large brown eyes were glazed and vacant. Penny let her vision roam for a second, trying to figure out what was going on. Then she saw it, Marina had slipped a hand down to her pussy. Penny couldn't believe it, Marina was fingering herself! Seizing the moment, Penny leaned forward and kissed Marina on the lips, then said, "Let me," before moving Marina's hand aside to make way for her own.

Marina's pussy lips were wet and open, ready for Penny to push in and scoop up a fingertip of her wetness and draw it onto her clit. Penny used her lubricated finger to rub Marina and slipped a finger inside as she was doing so. Marina came instantly, hard and loud.

Then Penny said, "I will do what Mark does to me," and put another finger in Marina, and her thumb on Marina's clit, twisting her wrist so both digits ground against Marina's body. 

Marina mouthed, "Nnnnooo," and came for a second time, her thighs trembling as the shockwaves of her orgasm reverberated through her body.

Afterwards, Marina moved Penny's hand, and just looked at her. When Penny didn't respond, Marina said, "You're kidding me." 

Smiling, Penny just lightly kissed Marina's lips, then took hold of her right breast and moved it to Marina's mouth, saying. "Suck it." 

Marina hesitated, but Penny steered her tit until the nipple was poised between Marina's lips. No longer questioning, Marina wordlessly lifted her mouth and sucked. Penny almost came, right there and then. Once Marina began to suckle, Penny swapped her breasts over, giving Marina the other tit to suck on. By this stage Marina's hands were roaming freely over Penny's boobs, squeezing the generous flesh of Penny's full, hanging breasts between her fingers, while her lips drew at Penny's nipples, taking them deeply into her greedy mouth.

Having Marina suck on her breasts was giving Penny a thrill like nothing she had ever experienced. As it went on, Penny got wetter and wetter, and soon, the ache in her pussy became unbearable. Desperate to satisfy herself, Penny pulled her tits out of Marina's mouth and lay alongside her. As soon as she was on her back, Penny opened her legs and started fingering her clit. Marina turned to watch, then stopped Penny, laying a hand on her wrist and saying, "Can I?" 

Penny took Marina's hand and said, "Do as I did."

That was all the encouragement Marina needed. A finger slid easily into Penny's gaping slit, and feeling it slide in so freely, Marina withdrew it and slid a second finger in alongside. Then, placing her thumb on Penny's clit and pressing down, Marina began to saw her hand, squelching into Penny and grinding her clit at the same time. It only took a minute. Penny's orgasm raced out from her clitoris and immediately electrified her whole body, compelling her to cry out in ecstasy, "OH YES MARINA, THAT'S IT!"

The orgasm forced Penny to arch her back as the muscles in her body contracted, but once her climax subsided, she sagged back onto the bed. Marina pulled her hand away and lay back next to Penny. They looked at each other, questioningly. Slowly, their faces lit up in smiles, nervously at first, then, when the enormity of what they'd just done sank in, they burst into a fit of giggles. Suddenly, it was like when they were young. They were two sisters, caught misbehaving, but too intoxicated by the feelings they shared to care what anyone else thought.

A little later, lying on her back, Marina spoke, looking at the ceiling, not at Penny, "Are you bisexual Penny?"

Penny hesitated, then spoke as honestly as she could, "I don't know. I've never really thought about a label for my feelings. But yes, I think I am. I've got a lot to tell you Marina, but I think you ought to know; I've slept with other women recently, and I really liked it. So, yeah, I'd say yeah, I'm bisexual. Is that a problem?"

"No, of course not," Marina replied, "That was my first time, and it was amazing." She stopped, then started again, less confidently, "I don't know what it means though."

"You don't have to," Penny said, squeezing Marina's hand as she spoke. After a pause, Penny turned to Marina and spoke again, smiling seductively as she did so, "Let's do each other at the same time." 

For Penny, it was wonderfully, deeply erotic to finger Marina and be fingered in return. Penny came first, then, soon after, Marina came too. This time, after they'd both climaxed, they immediately rolled into each other's arms and cuddled, kissing each other properly, lovingly for the first time, lingering over their exploration of each other's bodies. Later, as they began to tire, and their kisses became gentler, Marina pressed her mouth into Penny's and asked, "We're not going to stop doing this, are we?"

***



Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 07



On Wednesday night, lying in bed wrapped in a tangle of sheets, with Marina curled up by her side, Penny agonized in despair at the choices she was faced with, completely unable to come to a decision. It didn't seem like there was any solution which would give her what she craved. She wanted to remain faithful to Mark, but also yearned to explore her newly-discovered bisexuality. The only way this could happen would be if Mark knew, and gave her his blessing, but the idea of telling Mark terrified Penny. Her thoughts circled round to Alyssa, and the promise she had given Penny; to make Mark as amenable to Penny's new-found sexuality as the other women's husbands apparently were.

In the meantime, Penny had to deal with Mark's return from his work trip. Her usual happiness at having him back was conflicted with her knowledge of what she had done, and intended to carry on doing with Marina, coupled with the problem of Alyssa, and her so-called deal to explain what was going on to Mark and make him OK with it. So much for the idea of all the husbands knowing what Alyssa's group got up to. It was beginning to seem much more likely they were simply going behind their husband's backs.

The Alyssa problem put Penny in an uncomfortable position. She really wanted to carry on seeing Alyssa, Niamh and the others, but she wasn't prepared to go on hiding it from Mark. With Saturday drawing closer, part of her wanted to introduce Marina to the other women, but she couldn't if she wasn't going to carry on as part of their circle. Thinking it through, Penny decided the most important thing was to force Alyssa to come good on her deal to somehow make things OK with Mark, as she had apparently done with the other husbands. If Alyssa refused, Penny would definitely give up Alyssa's group, and somehow square her conscience enough to satisfy her lesbian urges by concentrating on her budding relationship with Marina.

Penny resolved to call Alyssa as soon as she got the chance, and absolutely before the party on Saturday. If she didn't receive a satisfactory answer, that would be that. This decision still didn't solve all Penny's problems. Even if she confined her lesbianism to Marina, she'd still have to keep it secret from Mark. Realizing this, Penny was despondent. She genuinely loved Mark, and found the idea of going behind his back abhorrent. She'd been able to rationalize her infidelities with Alyssa's group because of the promise she had been given, however much she now doubted it. On the other hand, if she intended to continue her affair with Marina, there was no way she'd ever be able to confess it to Mark. Penny's thoughts spun like this, endlessly covering the same ground, unable to find a solution, for much of the night.

All Penny's confusion was put to one side when Marina woke the next morning, smiling shyly at Penny when she recalled the events that resulted in her ending up where she was. Penny had a moment's panic: what if Marina's inhibitions finally got the better of her? But her fears were groundless. Although she didn't know how to express her desires, it was obvious Marina was eager to resume her exploration of the illicit pleasures she had so recently discovered. After a joyous eternity of kisses; long lingering tongue-tying kisses which left both sisters breathless, Penny encouraged Marina to lie back and experience her first girl-on-girl cunnilingus. 

Marina was soon crying out ecstatically, overcome both with sheer physical pleasure, and with joy at finding a source of relief for her pent-up sexual frustration. Soon enough, Marina was eager to reciprocate, and it wasn't long before she was reveling in the taste of Penny's pussy. Finally, with both sisters so keen on pleasuring each other, Penny encouraged Marina to flip around, and they bought each other to their second orgasm of the morning, locked together in the 69 position.

Once they were up, after a shower and breakfast, the awkwardness returned. The innocent, exuberant enthusiasm they'd shared in the bedroom was tempered by reality. Leaving aside the fact they were sisters, they were two adult women, both of them married, and here they were, behaving like schoolgirls with an adolescent crush. Neither Penny or Marina quite knew what to say, or how to tackle the big questions raised by their actions, but the uncertainty it created hung over their conversation like a blanket, weighing heavily on them both.

***

Penny dealt with the uncomfortable atmosphere by taking herself to her bedroom with the telephone. It was time she had it out with Alyssa. She sat on the bed, looking at the phone; the words she wanted to say looping endlessly through her head. Eventually, she realized she was procrastinating, pulled Alyssa's number up from the contacts list, and pressed dial.

Alyssa's confident voice boomed down the line, "Hello. Alyssa speaking."

Still nervous, Penny kept her voice neutral, "Hello. Alyssa, its Penny."

"Penny! How nice to hear from you."

Determined not to be put off by Alyssa's overwhelming personality, Penny tried to bring things straight to the point, "Alyssa. We have to talk."

"We do?" 

Alyssa's flippant reply annoyed Penny, "Yes Alyssa. We do. I want Mark to know. I don't want to hide it from him any longer," Penny's voice started to break up. Just saying this out loud was bringing her close to tears.

Alyssa paused, leaving an awkward silence. Her voice, when she started to speak, had a tone which implied she was searching for the right words, "Well, Penny..."

Penny cut Alyssa short, certain now she was just going to make excuses, and put her off, "No. We have to tell him. I can't keep on lying to him like this. If you don't keep your promise, I'm going to give it up."

This got Alyssa's attention, "Oh Penny, you can't mean that, I told you all our husbands are fine with what we do."

"Yes, but Mark doesn't know, so how can he be fine with it? And how will telling him make him OK with the idea his wife is fucking the neighbor. Fucking a woman?"

The force of Penny's language was finally getting through to Alyssa, "OK Penny. I understand. I've left it too long. I was just waiting for the right moment, honestly. Look, I was going to tell you next week, but I can do it sooner if it'll make you happy."

"Yes," Penny said, "It will."

"I was going to tell you this gradually. It might be harder to get your head around if I dump it all on you in one go."

"Just tell me Alyssa."

"OK. Look. The party on coming up on Saturday is like all the others; just us girls will be there, but the one the week after is a bit different," Alyssa said.

"How?" Penny asked, frustrated by Alyssa's vagueness.

"Well, once every six weeks or so we have a bigger party, and invite the men."

"What? They watch us?" Penny was beginning to freak out, her voice getting higher. This wasn't what she was expecting to hear.

"No. Well, yes, sometimes. They join in," Alyssa said. Her explanation still didn't make a lot of sense to Penny.

"Join in?"

"Yes. You know. We swing."

"Oh," Penny realized she had been stupid. All of the comments at the dinner party; the things Niamh said in the café. This is what they'd meant. Niamh even said there would be a party! How had she been so slow? She breathed in, trying to calm herself, unsure what to say next.

"Penny?" Alyssa broke the silence, "What do you think?"

"What do you mean, what do I think?" Penny's voice got louder, angrier, "How does this help?"

There was an impatient, baffled note to Alyssa's words now, "Well, Mark can hardly object to you fucking us if he's doing it too, can he?"

"But Mark loves me! He doesn't want to have sex with you," Penny cried out.

"Oh come on Penny, he's a red-blooded male. We're offering him an opportunity any man would leap at."

"Not Mark," Penny said, sulkily.

"OK then," Alyssa said, forcing herself to be patient, "He doesn't need to fuck anybody but you. It doesn't mean he can't watch what else is going on though."

"Watch what?"

"Us. I mean, everyone else. Look, not everyone jumps right into this lifestyle. Helen and Rick took a while to get comfortable swapping, but the first few times, they'd watch, and they got used to the sexy atmosphere, and everyone being naked, and it wasn't long before they couldn't resist fucking each other while they watched us, and when we started watching them, well they realized what a thrill it is. Then next thing, I was eating out Amy, and Helen couldn't resist joining in, and Rick really started getting into it, really getting off on watching his wife eating pussy. Well, the next time, I could tell he was practically praying I'd offer to suck his cock."

Penny listened to all this, wondering if it was meant to be helping. When Alyssa drew to a close, she waited, wondering if there was something else to come. Eventually, Penny's silence forced Alyssa to continue.

"We've done this before Penny. We did it with Niamh a few months ago. I know how to arrange things so Mark will think he's just going with the flow of the evening, but he'll end up where we want him."

"What if I don't want him to fuck you?" Penny said.

Alyssa laughed, "Oh come on Penny. That's hardly fair is it? You want to fuck me, but you want to keep Mark all to yourself? The best way to get what you want is to let Mark get some as well. He doesn't have to see you doing any lesbian stuff if you don't want, but rest assured, there'll be plenty going on, and he'll get the idea: that's what we do when the boys aren't around."

Penny leapt on a new line of defense, "What if he fall in love with one of you, and leaves me?"

"Don't be silly Penny. We're all consenting adults, but we know better than to invite couples we think are unhappy in their own relationships. We keep everything confined to the parties. They're how we blow off steam and explore our fantasies, but when everyone goes home they know all that has to stay behind. There's more chance of you leaving Mark than him leaving you."

Smarting at Alyssa's final barb, Penny just said, "You've got it all planned out, haven't you?" her voice weary with resignation.

"Of course I have. I know you Penny, better than you know yourself." Alyssa wrapped the discussion up, deftly changing the topic of conversation, "Now what's been going on in your life? You said your sister was coming to visit?"

"Yes, she's been here a couple of days," Penny replied, "She's really struggling with her marriage."

Over the next few minutes, Penny expanded on Marina's woes. Somehow, despite her firm resolve to be discreet about what had happened between them, all Penny's good intentions were undone under two minutes of Alyssa's interrogation. An innocent-sounding query about the nature of Marina's marital problems was followed by a question about her appearance. Possibly Penny was too explicit in her description of Marina's sexual frustrations, and too fulsome in her praise of Marina's physical attractions, but Alyssa quickly read between the lines.

"Penny! You fancy her don't you? Does she go that way?"

Penny's reply was mumbled and incoherent. It gave Alyssa all the information she needed though.

"You want to help relieve her frustrations don't you? You naughty girl." It was obvious Alyssa found the idea exciting.

Somehow, it was as if blushes could be transmitted down the telephone line. Penny didn't actually say anything, but the wordless, "Mmm," she produced was enough clue for Alyssa to exclaim, "You already have, haven't you? Ooh, Penny, you really have taken to pussy munching! What was she like?"

Panicking, Penny shrieked out, "Alyssa! Please, you can't tell anyone!"

"Oh, don't worry Penny, my lips are sealed. Does Mark know?"

"Of course not!"

"Are you going to tell him?" Alyssa asked, already knowing the response she would get.

"How could I? I can't even tell him about you and the others. This is my sister!"

Alyssa's tone was dismissive, "You have got yourself into a pickle, haven't you? Don't worry too much, it'll sort itself out. Now, tell me. Are we allowed to meet Marina?"

It was true Penny had already entertained the thought of introducing Marina to the other women, but so far, it was little more than a vague and unformed notion. Alyssa's undisguised interest in Marina brought the idea into focus. Despite feeling highly protective towards Marina, Penny was also curious about how Marina would react when faced with the blatant lesbianism she would encounter at Alyssa's party. The first time Penny went to Alyssa's house, she had been completely naïve about the whole situation. Marina now seemed comfortable with the idea of lesbian sex but how would she take to the confident, brazen sexuality which characterized Alyssa's gatherings? Penny decided to let Marina discover for herself what went on at the parties. 

After some thought, Penny replied, "Yes," deciding there and then to invite Marina to stay until the weekend. 

"Good. She sounds interesting," Alyssa said, continuing, "I'll see you both on Saturday. How much will you tell her about us?"

"Nothing," Penny said, "We'll see you then."

Making sure she had the last word for once, Penny put the phone down, and walked back into the kitchen, where Marina was waiting patiently for her.

***

Penny didn't say anything to Marina about her conversation with Alyssa. The problem of Mark's imminent return hung heavily over the rest of the morning. A lot of tea was drunk, but mostly, the two sisters chatted half-heartedly, skirting around the topic of what they'd done. Penny knew the gloomy atmosphere was her fault, and she ought to take the lead in changing it. She was sure Marina was finding it difficult to contain the emotions she had pent up for so long, and was struggling to understand Penny's present behavior; the trouble was, there was too much on Penny's, and she found it difficult to share Marina's innocent enthusiasm. 

What Penny really wanted, now she and Marina had become lovers, was to use the days leading up to Saturday for them to explore their feelings for each other more fully. Instead, she was moping around, making both of them feel awkward. It was almost a relief when, at four o'clock, Mark returned. Walking into the kitchen, Mark was oblivious to the tension, and clearly happy to see Penny, he gave her a big hug, before turning and giving Marina a kiss on the cheek. Penny felt awful. Mark was such a good, loving husband, and all she seemed to be doing these days was lying to him.

At least the atmosphere lightened somewhat now Mark was back. Mark was attentive and friendly towards Marina, asking how she was getting on, and listening sympathetically when she gave him a brief, censored, synopsis of the problems she was having with Steven. Over dinner, between mouthfuls of steak, he reminisced about holidays and parties he and Penny had attended with Steven and Marina, trying to remind Marina of good times they'd shared in the past, and of clever or witty things Steven had done. Marina could see what Mark was trying to do, and she indulged him, nodding patiently at his stories, and occasionally breaking into a genuine smile when Mark recalled a particularly amusing event from their family history.

Later, when the dishes had been cleared away, and all of the TV channels fruitlessly flicked through, Marina made her excuses and went to bed. Penny watched Marina exit the living room with a pang of concern, aware she wouldn't be able to offer her any more support or comfort tonight, let alone indulge in the goings on of the night before. If only there had been a way of getting herself out of the stupid self-pitying mood she'd been in earlier: now Marina would be assuming she was abandoning her to focus on Mark, and that last night was an aberration, something she now regretted.

Did she regret it? Penny examined her feelings, forcing herself to think introspectively, to ask herself what she really wanted. Her thoughts vacillated from extreme to extreme. Yes. It was a terrible mistake: she was jeopardizing her marriage, her relationship with Mark. And all for what? For a cheap thrill, motivated by baseless lust. No: she didn't regret anything. It was all been amazing, every orgasm had taught her something new about herself, the emotions she felt for Alyssa, and Niamh, and now Marina, were real and intense, and had to be acknowledged. If she denied herself these feelings, she'd spend the rest of her life as only half the woman she could potentially be.

There was no answer she could settle on. The truth was, she had fallen headlong into a whole new world, one so enticing, so seductive, it was irresistible. But unless she could be honest with Mark, the whole thing was worthless. No, worse than worthless, it was destructive, and could leave her with nothing. For the first time, Penny was genuinely scared. What she had unleashed could ruin her, and the only thing which could stop it happening was Alyssa, and her over-bearing confidence in her ability to manipulate everyone around her into doing what she wanted.

Penny realized there was no other option than to let events take their course. Marina had to meet the girls. Mark had to have everything revealed to him. Mark and Marina had to understand they were both an essential part of her life, and they would both have to become reconciled to sharing her. Penny's thoughts rearranged themselves in her head, over and over. Then, it was like standing back and seeing the picture emerge from the blur of brushstrokes. What she had assumed to be disordered chaos just needed to be looked at properly, from the correct distance. Penny could see a way forward. She knew her plan would mean taking a big risk, but it gave her a way out, a way past the seemingly impossible dilemma she was faced with. Penny wasn't passively following a path to inevitable doom; she was going down it willingly, because it led to where she needed to go.

***

Having not seen his wife for two nights, Mark was understandably keen to take Penny to bed once Marina left the room. Although Penny now had a glimmer of an idea about how she was going to get out of the mess she was in, she was still emotional and overwrought after a stressful day. Still, since nothing about the day had been Mark's fault, she felt bad having to say to him, "I'm not sure I'm up for it." 

Mark looked at Penny with an expression of concern, asking her, "Are you OK Penny?"

"I'm just tired. Marina's difficulties with Steven are a big worry. We've been sat up talking 'til late a lot."

Mark nodded sympathetically, "Yes, she does seem to be going through a rough time. But you shouldn't let her problems get you down." After a pause, where he gazed into Penny's eyes, searching for a clue as to how she was really coping, he just said, "Come on, you need a cuddle, let's go to bed."

Later, when she woke in the night, Penny roused Mark, pulling him on top of her and urging him to slide inside and fill her. Craving intimacy, she wrapped her arms around Mark's body to feel the warmth of his chest pressing against her breasts. Like this, Mark drove his cock in and out of her, until, finally, she cried out, a high-pitched expression of relief, driven unbidden from her climaxing body. Simultaneously Mark came too, filling her with his semen then sagging onto her body, kissing her neck as he lowered himself into her embrace. The skin-to-skin contact, the emotional bonding of having Mark so close to her, along with the satisfaction of her orgasm, left Penny contented and for the rest of the night she slept, enclosed in Mark's arms.

The next day, Friday, presented Penny with a similar range of dilemmas to the previous day. Mark was keen to fuck her before he went to work in the morning, and she happily rode his cock to a bucking orgasm. Later, once Marina surfaced, she sat in the kitchen with her hands clasped to a coffee mug, looking shyly at Penny. She was obviously worried Mark's return had made Penny change her mind about continuing their exploration, but was too nervous to say anything.




Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 07



Eventually Penny walked up to Marina and put her hands on Marina's shoulders. The expression on Marina's face was pure misery: she obviously expected to hear the worse. Instead, Penny leant forward and kissed Marina on the mouth, hard, pushing her tongue between Marina's lips until she responded, pressing back until the kiss became an open-mouthed expression of the two women's lust for each other. When Marina began to reach up to Penny's breasts, eager to play with them, Penny pulled herself away, telling Marina, "Be patient. It's all going to work out fine. But wait until tomorrow."

***

In spite of her instructions to Marina, Penny also found the waiting difficult. She knew the next two Saturdays could change her life irrevocably, but they needed be handled properly, or the changes could end up being for the worse, not, as she hoped, something which would transform her life into something new and marvelous. The biggest risk today centered on Penny's plan to somehow leave Marina alone with the girls for a while. She wanted Marina to fall into Alyssa's circle of her own accord. That way she'd be more likely to fall in with the next stage of Penny's plan the following week.

Eventually, on a warm, blue-skied afternoon, Penny found herself knocking on Alyssa's door, with Marina at her side. She glanced at Marina, aware she was leading her sister into this without giving her any real warning of what was about to happen. For Penny, the next half hour was like spectating on a repeat of her first visit to Alyssa's house. Marina was effusively welcomed by Alyssa, who was clad once again in an ultra-skimpy string bikini, her boobs squashed together like two balloons on her chest. Penny's only concession to preparing Marina had been to forewarn her they'd be swimming. Both sisters wore swimsuits under their summer dresses. Out by the pool Niamh, Amy and Helen were reclining in the shade, all of them revealing generous expanses of gorgeous feminine flesh; their soft curves emphasized by well-chosen swimwear and carelessly dangling straps.

Once Penny and Marina pulled off their dresses and ensconced themselves in sun loungers with a glass of wine in their hands, the other women began to gently probe Marina about her marital problems, nodding sympathetically, and agreeing with her as she listed her complaints, emphasizing with the frustration she felt.

"Oh you poor thing," Helen cooed, reaching across to pat Marina on the hand. "How long has this been going on?"

"Oh, years," Marina said, "I don't think he's ever noticed anything."

"But surely you must have tried telling him?" Amy asked.

"So many times. He just doesn't understand what I mean," Marina said, sighing, "He's perfectly happy with our sex life; he always says so. He can't imagine anything different."

Hearing this, Alyssa leapt in, asking, "What do you want your sex life to be like Marina?"

Marina's reply began hesitantly, as she searched for the words to describe what she yearned for, "I want that feeling, oh, you know, the one where when you climax, it's like your entire body, no, more than that, your entire being has orgasmed."

"You mean a real knee-trembler? Like you've been fucked senseless and can hardly think straight," Alyssa said, smiling at her crude rephrasing of Marina's diffident explanation.

Marina blushed, "Yes. Like that. I want my sex life to be like that."

"Have you ever experienced it?" Helen asked, "Maybe it isn't Steven, maybe you're just not very orgasmic."

Marina looked down shyly at the floor, "Yes. I remember the first time I masturbated, my first orgasm. It was the most amazing thing to happen to me up to that point in my life."

"Any other times?" Helen pressed Marina.

"Well, the time Steven fucked me when he took my virginity. But that was right at the start. I came just from him pushing his cock into me the first time. It was just the anticipation, after taking so long to get Steven into the bedroom, and the shock of finally feeling something inside me, after all the fantasizing I'd done. I didn't realize it 'til later, but when he came inside me a few minutes after, I was still feeling good from the first climax, but I didn't cum again." Marina looked at Penny, "After that first time, I've never had a real, proper, intense orgasm through sex, just sometimes when I finger myself. Not until..." 

Marina stopped, and glanced at Penny, then turned away in confusion, not knowing where to look. Alyssa, who already knew what had taken place between Penny and Marina, spotted what was going on. The other women registered the awkward moment, but didn't understand its significance. Deciding save her knowledge for later, when the moment was right, Alyssa instead resumed her questioning intended to draw out Marina's fantasies and desires.

"Do you want to take on a lover?"

At first, Marina instinctively came right back at Alyssa with a snapped, "No!" but as soon as she said it, she reconsidered, slowly drawing out her answer, "Well, maybe..."

Once again, as she said this, Marina's eyes flicked left to where Penny was sat. Alyssa noticed this too, but rather than pick up on it, she said, "You're still young, and you've got a nice set of tits, you should get yourself a twenty-something stud with a nice big cock."

Alyssa's blunt crudeness made the other women laugh. Keeping the joke going, Amy chipped in with, "And make sure you test-drive a few to make sure you get one who knows how to use it!"

When Marina smiled nervously at Amy's joke, clearly unsure how to respond, Alyssa knew it was time to begin reeling her in. Pretending to take Marina's side against Amy's last comment, Alyssa said, "Oh Amy, that's not fair! Maybe it isn't a cock Marina needs."

Hearing this, Penny knew the seduction was about to begin. While the conversation ebbed and flowed around her, Penny had been thinking. She wanted to leave Marina in the hands of Alyssa and the others, and she had devised a plan to make it happen. Now though, she thought about how much she'd like to see Marina's capitulation. Could she 'leave', but not really leave? 

The first part of Penny's plan involved fabricating an excuse to leave the party. Anticipating this need before she'd left home, she had opened up the text messaging function in her cellphone, creating a new message and entering her own number in the recipient field, but not sending it. Now, while the conversation went on around her, she let her arm dangle idly off the sun lounger, until it was grazing her purse. Making sure no one was watching, she let her fingers slip into the purse until she felt the phone. Then, praying she was pressing the right button, she hit 'send'. A few seconds later her phone emitted the familiar beep indicating a new text message.

Making a show of being surprised, Penny went into her purse and retrieved the phone so she could read the message, "I'm sorry girls. I'll have to go for a while. Mark has gone and locked himself out of the house. I won't be long."

With one final backwards glance to check Marina was fine with being left alone in the girls' company, Penny hurried into Alyssa's house, walking through it as far as the front door, which she opened, then closed firmly, to give the impression of it slamming as she left. That done, she hurried back to the living room and found a spot, hidden behind a sofa, but close to an open window, where she could look out onto the back garden. The women were still sat around much as before. Straining her ears to hear, the women's voices carried through the open window, allowing Penny to listen in on the conversation.

Marina had obviously just given a hesitant reply to Alyssa's comment about needing something other than a cock to satisfy her. Amy was in the middle of a sentence, "...better luck getting off some other way," which suggested she was also hinting there might be other options available for Marina to relieve her frustrations.

"Yes," Niamh said, as if following up Amy's point, "Did Penny tell you she bought a vibrator last weekend?"

Penny couldn't hear Marina's reply, but she could see her give a tiny, almost imperceptible nod.

Amy's response was nothing but quiet, "She did! And you weren't curious?"

This time, Marina did manage an answer, but it was so mumbled Penny could barely hear. Fortunately, Alyssa's loud voice relayed Marina's words across the garden, "She offered to let you try! Did you say yes?"

"Yes," Marina said quietly, then more clearly, "Yes, I did."

"And?" both Alyssa and Amy responded, simultaneously, "How was it?"

"Really good. I came. Hard," Marina said.

"Did it give you the whole-body orgasm you've been looking for?" Niamh asked.

"Kind of," Marina replied, then warming to her subject, continuing, "It was really intense, and I could keep it pressed there, which made me cum and cum, just kind of in a continuous spasm."

"So are you gonna buy one?" Amy asked.

"Probably, yes. But." Marina stopped, mid-sentence.

The girls waited for Marina to finish. When it became clear she wasn't going to, Helen pressed her, "But what?"

"Oh, it's just, I think an orgasm should be kind of in the head, as well as between my legs. It was just a machine; I kind of think what I want is where, where there's a real person, a real connection."

Alyssa shook her head, telling Marina, "An orgasm is just an orgasm Marina. Are you sure you're just sexually frustrated or is there something more going on?"

Helen interrupted, "No, I know what Marina means. It's not like with those guys who'll fuck anyone, and are happy once they've cum. It's better when you feel something for the person you're fucking. Marina's right, when you cum like that, it's in your head, not just in your pussy."

As Amy faltered, Niamh took up the theme, "Yeah, I agree. But sometimes, I don't think it's that you have to be in love with the person. Just, the chemistry needs to be right. Yeah, that's it, if you meet someone, and there's a spark, and you're comfortable with them, it doesn't matter if you've never met them before; the sex can still be mind-blowing. Other times, you can be with someone you've known for years, and you love them so much, but there's nothing there, and well, when the moment comes, nothing happens."

Marina nodded in agreement, "That's what it is with me and Steven. I love him, but there's just no electricity, nothing to get me going. And the vibrator, well it was great; it did amazing things to me, but it's only a piece of plastic. It's just a stop-gap. It isn't going to give me what I need in the long run."

"So what is?" Helen asked, "If you're not going to take a lover, and you can't satisfy yourself with a vibrator, what are you going to do? Just complain about it for the rest of your life?"

There was an awkward silence. Realizing what she had done, Helen leant across to Marina, putting her hand on Marina's leg, "It's OK Marina, you'll find a way through this."

Helen's hand stayed on Marina's leg, squeezing it gently. When Marina looked at her and smiled, Helen withdrew her hand, but still left it dangling with her fingertips close to Marina's thigh. 

Alyssa was next to speak, saying quietly, "They're not the only options."

Marina looked across at Alyssa, questioning her, "What do you mean?"

"The choices aren't binary. It isn't just a case of an affair or a vibrator, is it? There are other ways of getting what you need. I think you know that already. You're just too scared to admit it."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Marina said.

Alyssa sat up straight on her sun lounger and staring directly at Marina, asked, "Have you ever had sex with a woman?"

"No!" Marina said, automatically. Then, realizing she wasn't being truthful, she hesitated, before reluctantly admitting, "Yes."

Alyssa could have chosen that moment to ask 'who?' but she let the opportunity go, instead saying, "So? What was it like? Did you get the mental orgasm you're so desperate for?"

"Yes. It was the best sex I've ever had," Marina said, her face blushing red, but her eyes sparking with a passion the women watching her had not seen in her face before.

Looking puzzled, Helen asked, "So why don't you do it again?"

"I might," Marina said, "But..."

When Marina paused, Helen finished her sentence, "But you're afraid of what people might say, aren't you?"

At this point, peering through the window, Penny saw Amy reach across and take Niamh's hand.

"Yes," said Marina, registering what Amy had just done, then continuing, "Yes I am."

Alyssa spoke again, leaning in close to Marina, "Don't be."

Marina stared back at the circle of women, turning her head to each of them as she tried to figure out what was going on.

Helen took up the baton, "Was it just one woman? Was the chemistry you felt just with one particular woman, or could it happen again with other someone else?"

Speaking very slowly, Marina said, "I don't know."

"Have you ever been tempted to try?" Alyssa asked.

"It was very recent," Marina replied, "There hasn't really been a chance."

"But would you?" Alyssa asked, pressing home her advantage.

Marina repeated her original answer, "I don't know."

Alyssa leant even closer, and put her hand on Marina's leg. She slid the hand up Marina's thigh. Marina's eyes widened, and her face took on a shocked expression as she realized what Alyssa was doing.

With her face only inches from Marina's, Alyssa spoke very quietly, "Does it turn you on thinking about it?"

Marina nodded hesitantly. Still uncertain what was happening, she looked around at the other women. They smiled back at her reassuringly, as if to say this was all perfectly normal.

Alyssa spoke again, "I think you should try."

Just when Marina was starting to panic, Alyssa pulled away, and leant back in her chair, breaking the tension.

Helen smiled at Marina, and spoke light-heartedly to her, turning Alyssa's comments into a joke, "Alyssa's right you know. You should try. You might find it's the answer to all your problems."

"Maybe," Marina conceded, "But it isn't something you can just go out and do, is it?"

"What do you mean?" Niamh asked.

"Well, how do you do it? Most women aren't interested in that kind of thing," Marina said.

"It's not as rare as you might think," Helen said.

Alyssa spoke, her voice cutting across the conversation, "What if I told you that all of us here are bisexual; would that change things?"

"Oh."

The penny dropped. Marina looked at the women around her, taking in the expressions on their faces. Alyssa was struggling to suppress a look of triumph, but Helen looked on kindly, obviously keen to welcome Marina into the group, and clearly prepared to make the introduction a gentle one. Amy's plump chest was heaving, straining at the thin straps of her bikini top. Niamh meanwhile had taken her hand out of Amy's, and moved it onto Amy's upper thigh, close to the small triangle of fabric hiding her pubic mound.

Helen took the lead, lest Alyssa's bluntness scared Marina too much, "Do you want to? We won't do anything if you're not comfortable with it."

Marina stared back at Helen uncomprehendingly, finally saying, "I don't understand. What do you want to do?"

The reply Helen gave was simple, but still, for Marina, ambiguous, "We want to help you. We'll do whatever you want."

When Marina still sat there, looking blankly at the women, Amy got up and moved across to Marina, kneeling in front of her. Placing her hands on top of Marina's thighs, she said, "We want to give you all those things you said you wanted."

"What! Here, now?"

"Yes. Why not?" Amy said, sliding her hands along Marina's thighs as she spoke, until they were on her hips.

Marina's voice was quiet, but incredulous; she was struggling to mask her horror, "But, here? In front of everyone?"

Helen tried to reassure Marina, "Just close your eyes and concentrate on the sensations."

Alyssa on the other hand went for an extra injection of shock factor, "Penny enjoyed it when we watched her."

"Penny?" 

Although she was momentarily dumbfounded, Marina's confusion was followed by a rush of understanding. Penny's comment on Wednesday night suddenly made sense. This is what she'd meant when she said she'd slept with other women recently, and had enjoyed it. More importantly, Marina now knew why Penny had bought her here today.

Marina's growing comprehension was accompanied by a slight sense of disappointment. Penny had obviously intended to lead her through the events of this afternoon. It seemed a shame Mark's text message had resulted in her absence at this critical juncture. Feeling relieved now she finally saw the bigger picture, Marina began to relax. She looked at Amy kneeling between her legs, and said, "What do you want to do?"

In the living room, Penny watched Marina's capitulation with a sense of satisfaction. Unlike Marina, Penny knew her absence was crucial. Marina would now feel like she succumbed to the advances of the other women willingly, rather than under pressure from Penny. Looking through the window, Penny could see Amy instructing Marina to lift her hips so the lower half of her bikini could be removed. She knew it wouldn't be long before she could safely make her reappearance. In the meantime, Penny couldn't resist sliding a finger inside her own swimsuit. As she watched the scene outside unfold, Penny began to finger her rapidly dampening pussy.

The smile on Amy's face was greedy and lascivious: seeing Marina's resistance crumble was obviously a big turn on. She threw Marina's bikini bottoms to one side then glanced up at Marina's face and licked her teeth. Nervous but excited, Marina stared back at Amy, biting her lower lip as she waited for the next move from the more experienced seductress. 

Amy's fingers went to Marina's pussy, spreading her labia apart. The smooth red-pink flesh of the interior was revealed, a vivid gash in Marina's hairy bush, raw and wet like an open wound. Amy's tongue flicked out, tasting the salt on her lips, making Marina wait, making Marina moisten with heightened anticipation. Finally she went down on Marina, pressing her mouth onto Marina's cunt, feeling Marina buck beneath her, pushing her tongue in, feeling Marina's wetness.

Marina's reaction was immediate and uncontrolled, "OH! THAT"S SO GOOD!"

Momentarily stunned, Marina fell back and let Amy's tongue roam freely over her pussy. Given free rein, Amy lapped eagerly, gripping Marina's ass to pull her pussy in close, and burying her head between Marina's thighs. The response was a breathless torrent of open-mouthed moans and gasps of pleasure. It was several minutes before Marina regained even a hint of composure. When she did, she reached a hand down between her legs and pressed a finger against her clit. Now, with her finger rubbing as fast as it could, and Amy's tongue still sucking at the streaming juices, Marina threw her head back and wailed. When Amy slid a finger into the pit of Marina's pussy and began frigging her, the wail became a scream. Her orgasm was dramatic and all consuming.

Helen, Alyssa and Niamh looked on, awestruck. As Marina's ecstasy peaked, she was reduced to a trembling, quivering wreck. She had got exactly what she wanted: an orgasm which began in the mind and culminated in an overwhelming whole-body climax. Eventually, Marina slumped back into her chair, entirely sated. Amy sat up and turned to her audience, seeking praise for the effect she'd produced on Marina.

Watching from a distance, Penny gushed with excitement at what she was witnessing. She was tempted to finish herself off there and then, but forced herself to stop, knowing it would be more rewarding to go outside and rejoin the other women. It was time to make her reappearance. Standing up, and rearranging her swimsuit where she'd pushed it to one side, she hurried outside, determined to keep a straight face and feign ignorance of her role in what had just taken place.




Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 07



***

Penny's return to the patio was welcomed with a mix of smiles and self-conscious awkwardness. Only Alyssa knew Marina's previous lesbian experience was with Penny. The other women were unsure whether they should feel proud of Marina's seduction, or slightly guilty over how quickly they'd become predatory, luring her into the group. All of them understood that, ultimately, there was only one reason Penny would have bought Marina to the party, so mostly they were struggling to suppress grins and giggles.

Marina looked up at Penny with bleary, sex-glazed eyes. Blinking into the sun, and smiling when she recognized Penny, Marina said, "You should have told me."

"What was there for me to tell?" Penny said, "It wasn't me. It was you."

"You bought me here for this, didn't you?" Marina said.

"No," Penny said, judging the white lie was worth it. "These are my friends. I wanted you to meet them. You've been struggling, and just needed a little help to find the right path. It looked like you found some guidance without me." 

Taking this in, Marina smiled wryly at Penny, "I'm sorry you missed it. I'd have liked you to have seen it."

"It's alright. I only missed the beginning," Penny said, "It's only just begun."

"Really?" Marina asked.

Penny answered with a question, "Did you like it?"

"Yes. I never knew it could be like this."

Penny's eyes flicked towards Niamh as she asked Marina her next question, "Did you tell them about us?"

"No!" Marina's face went pale, and her eyes moved around the circle of watching women, calculating frantically, "Do they know?"

"Not if you didn't tell them," Penny said. Then, reconsidering slightly, "Well, Alyssa knew." 

In the background, there was a burst of excited chatter from Helen, Amy and Niamh. Penny looked at the newly animated women, then back at Marina, "I guess the others just found out."

All three women stood up and rushed over to Penny and Marina. Alyssa got up, and walked over more slowly, with a satisfied, slightly smug expression on her face. 

Amy dashed to Marina's side, saying, "Marina! You should have said!" then taking Marina's hands she squeezed them affectionately, exclaiming, "That's so hot! I can't believe you kept it secret from us."

Niamh meanwhile was talking to Penny, "Why didn't you tell us? You're OK with it, aren't you?"

"Yes," Penny replied, "I feel so close to her now."

Concerned by Penny's reply, Niamh spoke in an urgent whisper, "You still want to be part of our group don't you?" 

"Yes. But I want all the secrecy to end. It's all too messy and complicated. Mark needs to know about you, and what we all do, and about Marina as well. Alyssa says it'll all be sorted next week, but it's still really scary," Penny paused and took Niamh's hand before she continued, "As well as exciting."

Niamh squeezed Penny's fingers, "Oh Penny; it'll all be fine. Just relax and enjoy yourself."

Leaning in, Niamh kissed Penny delicately on the lips, then spoke softly in her ear, "I want you again, like we did the first time." Niamh's lips returned to Penny's mouth, and they kissed properly, holding each other as they tilted their heads to press their mouths together. The kiss was long and lingering, and when they finally came apart Niamh led Penny to a blanket on the lawn.

Amy drew Marina's attention to Niamh and Penny, nodding significantly in the direction of the blanket they were lying down on. Marina turned to watch them, but Amy didn't want to spectate passively; she only wanted to refocus Marina's mind on the idea of sex. Determined to continue her play with Marina, Amy pressed her mouth to Marina's ear, tempting her with whispered evocations of the pleasure they could lavish on each other. Amy's urging was insistent, and much too tempting for Marina. She yielded willingly, turning her mouth to Amy's.

At first, Marina was happy just to kiss Amy, but as the kiss went on, Marina wrapped her arms around Amy, holding her close, forcing their bodies together. Like this, the two women stretched out on the sun lounger, their legs twined together, touching each other from the tips of their tongues down to the very tips of their toes. Then Marina's hands found Amy's ass. The moment she started squeezing Amy's soft fleshy backside Marina's excitement rose to a new plane; her moans became more urgent, her writhing more frenzied. 

With their excitement levels constantly ramping up, it was inevitable both women would reach down to touch their partner between the legs. As soon as she felt Amy's fingers, Marina began moaning lustfully. Mostly, the moans where incoherent, senseless expressions of pleasure, but gradually, Marina began to vocalize her desires, pressing the words directly into Amy's mouth with her kisses, "Amy. Oh, Amy, I want to lick you. Please."

Once she realized what Marina was asking, Amy pulled her mouth away from Marina's lips, eager to comply with her desires, "Mmm. Oh God, I want that. Yes. Yes."

With a new urgency, Amy stood up and untied the flimsy knots holding her bikini onto her body. The tiny scraps of fabric fell to the floor, where they lay unheeded. Marina had already vacated the sun lounger, allowing Amy to take her place. As soon as Amy was settled on the cushions, Marina knelt between her legs. She only paused when she saw the closely cropped triangle of hair on Amy's mons, and the completely bare labia. This wasn't something Marina was used to, and she lingered over it, appreciating the view of Amy's exposed pussy and the complex folds of her womanhood. Alyssa and Helen moved closer, and stood watching. With a teasing, flirtatious glint in her eyes, and a glance up at the onlookers, Amy placed a finger either side of her pussy, spreading her lips, showing Marina the moist, glistening interior with her clit swollen and prominent.

Confident of the answer she'd receive, Amy looked at Marina and asked, "Do you want to taste it?"

When Amy spoke, Marina forced herself to refocus, dragging her eyes from Amy's pussy towards her face. She took a moment to compose herself, then replied, "Yes. Yes I do."

"Go on then. It's yours," Amy said.

Nothing more needed to be said. Marina lowered her face to Amy's pussy. Amy leant back, gasping audibly when Marina's tongue made contact with her clit. Looking on, all Alyssa and Helen could see Marina's curly mane of long dark hair spread over Amy's legs, obscuring the view of what she was doing. Still, it was obvious her tongue was busy: oblivious to her surroundings, Marina concentrated on flicking and licking at Amy, lapping at the juices flowing onto her tongue as if she'd been doing it her whole life.

Marina's soft olive skin glowed in the low rays of the afternoon sun. On her knees, Marina's body was displayed to perfection. Her tits hung enticingly beneath her, sometimes swaying with the motion of her body, sometimes squashing into Amy's legs as she pushed forward, striving to maintain the intense oral stimulation she was lavishing on Amy. At the other end of her body, Marina's ass flared from her waist, projecting prominently from her lower back, her pussy lips peeking out between the full curves of her butt cheeks.

The sight of Marina's tempting body, so vital and eager; constantly moving and shaking with her efforts to pleasure Amy, was enough to cause Alyssa and Helen to crowd around, pressing themselves as close as they could. Kneeling either side of Marina, they laid their hands on her, stroking her back, her ass, her hair. With a shared glance, acknowledging they both wanted the same thing, each woman reached for one of Marina's breasts, cupping them so they could feel the soft mass tremble in their hands in sympathy with Marina's movements. Soon this wasn't enough. Helen reached a hand down Marina's back, sliding it between her ass cheeks until she could push a finger into the gaping entrance to Marina's pussy. Helen's probing finger triggered an immediate response: a massive shudder, originating in Marina's hips, moved through her body sending rippled vibrations through the flesh of her ass and making her tits wobble violently.

Once Marina was writhing under Helen's exploring fingers, Alyssa turned her attention to Amy. After a brief kiss, Alyssa scooped her substantial, firm-fleshed breasts into her hands and fed one into Amy's mouth, forcing her to suck on a full, swollen nipple until Alyssa was satisfied. With one breast sufficiently attended to, Alyssa swapped them over, demanding Amy suckle on the other with the same level of devotion. After that, Alyssa swapped, and swapped again, repeatedly hefting one tit out of the way and pressing the other back into Amy's willing mouth.

On the blanket, Penny and Niamh lay face to face, their lips grazing delicately together. Gently, but eagerly, they placed their hands on each other's pussy, smiling at the soft familiar intimacy of their actions. Both women were wet, and excited to be so closely connected, and it felt easy and natural for them to finger each other, slowly at first, then more firmly, then hard and fast as their climaxes approached. Finally, they both came, and as their pussies gushed, they instinctively pressed their mouths together, kissing deeply as their orgasms sent gushes of wetness flowing over each other's fingers.

Once they'd satisfied each other, Penny and Niamh clung tightly for a moment, then, separating, they looked over to the patio where Amy and Marina were the center of attention. Helen was knelt alongside Marina, guiding and encouraging her, providing instructions on how best to satisfy Amy. The tutoring was having the desired effect: Amy was cumming, flailing her head from side to side as the orgasm wracked her body. Alyssa was still pressing her tits into Amy's face, smothering Amy's cheeks in the valley of her breasts as her face thrashed about in the deep cavern of Alyssa's cleavage.

For Penny, the scene was everything she wanted her new life to be. She had just received a delicious orgasm thanks to the touches of her precious friend Niamh. Only meters away, her sister, with whom she had so recently discovered a fresh, special degree of intimacy, was in the throes of extreme pleasure with more of her friends, making up for years of frustration. It was a beautiful late summer afternoon; the sun was warm on her back, and right now, Penny's worries had completely evaporated in the bliss of a moment which couldn't have been more perfect.

***



Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 08



On Sunday morning Marina returned home, determined to make the best of her situation with Steven, invigorated by a new confidence founded on the relationships and friendships built over the previous days. Both Alyssa and Penny asked Marina to return the following week, although neither of them mentioned that the upcoming party would be somewhat different. Thinking only of the lesbian sex she anticipated would be on the menu, Marina happily agreed to visit Penny again in a week's time.

The two sisters giggled and joked as they walked from Alyssa's house back to Penny's. At the door, they kissed one final time, knowing this would be their final chance of physical intimacy for a week. Mark was waiting inside, and their secret had to remain hidden a little longer. Because they knew this was their true parting, they lingered on the doorstep, hugging each other and bolstering their confidence for the days and weeks ahead of them. 

The next seven days were an agony of waiting. Early on in the week, Penny let Mark know they'd been invited to another party at Alyssa's on Saturday. The way she phrased it suggested to Mark it would be dinner party, similar to the last one. The groan she received in response to the news indicated Mark wasn't too thrilled by the idea of another evening listening to Jason's anecdotes. Mark was probably remembering the undertone of obscure innuendo which had characterized the previous dinner party. Penny now understood what Jason had been hinting at, so for the moment, she bit her tongue, saying only, "Oh come on, they're nice people. It'll be fun," but inside, she was trying to calculate the best time to reveal to Mark the true nature of the party.

For Penny, knowing the forthcoming party would be the one where Mark found out about her bisexuality and her lesbian affairs left her both terrified, and desperate for the weekend to arrive. On top of the revelations of group lesbianism she knew would have to be made, there was also the matter of swinging to get her head around. Penny could understand Alyssa's rationale for introducing Mark to the swinging scene at the same time as he found out his wife was bisexual: it would be the sugar which sweetened the pill. Hopefully he'd be too distracted by being in the thrill of the moment to dwell on Penny's behavior over the past few weeks.

The problem for Penny was her complete ignorance about what the party would entail. Although she and Mark had chatted about swinging, their speculations had been vague and based on very little real knowledge. Penny wasn't actually sure she either wanted, or was ready to have sex with other men, and she was equally unsure about whether she wanted to see Mark fucking Alyssa and the rest of the women in her group. At the moment, the only reasons she could see for going along with the idea of swinging were Alyssa's overbearing confidence, and the promise that following this path resulted in Niamh and Amy's husbands accepting their bisexual lifestyles.

Over the course of the week, whenever Penny and Mark made love, Penny tried to imagine what it would be like to see Mark's body alongside another woman's. When she sucked his cock, she'd look in the mirror so she could watch her mouth slide up and down his shaft. Seeing herself from the outside in this way made it more like watching a porn movie. She found doing this both turned her on, and made it easier to replace her reflection in the mirror with that of another woman; the wetness in her cunt produced by both simultaneously engaging in the sex and watching it, seemed to make it easier to visualize another woman's lips doing the sucking. Similarly, when Mark was sliding his cock in and out of her, even as she was cumming around his swollen, gushing member she tried detaching herself from the action and imagining she was a spectator, watching Mark fuck Alyssa or Niamh.

Slowly, she got used to the idea. The orgasms Mark gave her were always wonderful, and picturing the expression on Niamh's face as she climaxed as a result of Mark's fucking became a turn-on in its own right. Soon Penny came round to thinking of it as an act of generosity on her part: she'd be sharing Mark's skill as a lover with her friends. After all, she couldn't deny what she did with Niamh was precious to her, and she felt she shared a special bond with the younger woman. It didn't matter whether she thought of it as sharing Mark with Niamh, or Niamh with Mark. Either way, it almost began to seem easier, and more natural, to believe that bringing everyone together would provide a pathway to the mutually beneficial understanding she wanted to exist between herself, her husband, her sister and her friends.

Saturday eventually arrived. But for Penny, who by now was desperate to see events get underway, the final few hours seemed to drag even worse than the rest of the week. In the morning, she encouraged Mark to fuck her in front of the full-length mirror in the corner of the bedroom, bending over so she could watch him take her from behind and make her tits and ass shake with the force of his pounding. Penny let her mind roam, and imagined Alyssa was in her place; with the extra thrill this provided, she came hard, tightening around Mark's cock as she orgasmed, the pulsing contractions firm enough to induce his release. The generous slug of semen Mark sent into Penny felt good, and as she turned to kiss him, she felt it leak out of her and trickle down her thigh, visible evidence of the power and virility of her husband.

Marina turned up just after lunch. This time she came prepared with a choice of sexy lingerie for the lesbian orgy she assumed she would be attending. Hiding themselves away in the bedroom, Penny helped Marina select a pair of skimpy panties and matching bra for the evening ahead. Although the two sisters stole the occasional kiss, and Penny couldn't resist checking out Marina's body as she tried on the sets of sexy underwear, they resisted the temptation to go too far; they wanted to save themselves for the treats ahead. Besides, there was always the chance Mark might come blundering into the bedroom looking for something.

Later in the afternoon, Penny plucked up the courage to tell Marina that Mark would be attending the party with them that evening. She knew that in doing this she would also have to reveal what would really be happening at the party, so she had an answer prepared for when predictably, Marina's first response was, "But why? I thought...?"

"It's going to be a bit different to last week," Penny said, hoping Marina wouldn't freak out, "This is my big chance to tell Mark what's been going on without him getting weird about it."

Marina's reply was defensive; she was clearly offended by the whole idea, "But I liked what we did last week. I don't want to have sex with a load of strange men."

"Please Marina, I don't want to keep things secret from Mark any longer. This is the only way I can think of letting him know that'll give us a chance to keep on, you know, doing stuff with the girls."

Penny paused, waiting for Marina to respond. When Marina didn't say anything, Penny carried on speaking, "Look, Alyssa says we don't have to do anything; we can just watch. Just seeing what is going on should be enough to prepare Mark for what I want to tell him. But if we act like we're not comfortable, how are we going to get Mark in the right mood to receive the news?"

Reluctantly, Marina conceded the point, "I guess so. I can't say I like it though. I was really looking forward to this weekend. This is just going to be weird."

Penny gave Marina a hug, and smiled conspiratorially at her, "Come on, it'll be alright. We're in this together."

What Penny didn't mention her aspirations for how the evening should pan out. She wanted to be certain of Mark's complicity in her new life, including his acceptance of Marina's part in it. If things went well, what she had in mind would guarantee it.

***

Penny's final act of preparation had been to subtly guide Mark's choice of clothing for the evening. She didn't actually mind all that much what he wore, so long as it was smart, but what she wanted was for him to wear the tightest, sexiest pair of boxer shorts he owned. The safest way of making sure this happened was to express an opinion on all his clothing decisions. As Mark was dressing, Penny admired the sizable bulge his cock made in the tight boxers. She was sure the other women would be impressed if they got the chance to see it.

Finally, the waiting was over and Penny gathered Mark and Marina together and the three of them made the short walk to Alyssa's house. The sun was setting, so although it was still warm, the shadows were long, and the light hazy, giving everything a soft golden glow. Penny looked at her husband and sister walking beside her. She loved them both, and wanted them both to be happy. More than that, she realized they both gave her something which she now saw was vital to her: intense physical satisfaction. Penny had never really thought of herself as being especially sexual, but examining her desires, it became apparent to Penny she was being disingenuous. There was no getting away from the fact she was highly sexed, and highly sensual, and enjoyed being so. Looking once again at Mark and Marina, Penny knew she wanted them both to be part of her ongoing sex life. She wondered how they would react this evening as events unfolded. 

At the threshold to Alyssa's house, Penny stopped and turned to Mark.

"There's something I have to tell you."

Mark looked puzzled, "What Penny?"

"The party tonight. It's not like last time," Penny said, ambiguously.

"How do you mean?"

Penny took a deep breath, "Alyssa and Jason are swingers."

"Swingers?" Mark said, uncomprehendingly.

"You know. We've talked about it, remember? We wondered if we should try it," Penny said, rushing through her explanation.

"You mean, like, actual swingers? Sex with other people? Jason and Alyssa?" 

"Yes," Penny said, "But not just any people. Niamh and Helen and Amy will be here, my friends from the pool parties, plus their husbands."

Mark's voice began to get louder, "Are you serious?" Then, looking at Marina, he asked her, "Did you know about this?"

"She just told me this afternoon," Marina said.

"And you agreed?" Mark was incredulous.

Marina's eyes met Penny's for a second, then using her calmest voice, she spoke to Mark, "She told me it was something she wanted to try. And she wants you to be there. But she was scared to tell you."

"But, the party, you're not interested in the, you know, swinging are you?" Marked asked Marina.

"I don't know. But I'm curious, and I know Alyssa, and know she won't make us do anything if we're uncomfortable with it," Marina said.

This was Penny's opportunity to jump back into the conversation, "We don't have to do anything Mark. Alyssa just wants us to see what goes on. We can watch, and if we don't like it we can leave, or we can think about it and come back some other time."

Mark was hesitant, but Penny took his hand, "Come on Mark, it'll be a new experience. We always wondered how to get into this. Now we can try. Just think of it as watching a live-action porno movie."

He didn't actually say 'yes' but Mark allowed himself to be led to the door of Alyssa's house. Penny had been instructed to knock, then enter without waiting, and doing this, she walked down the hallway into the living room. Walking into the room, Penny was suddenly shy, and she could feel Mark and Marina press closer to her. They were obviously nervous as well. Everybody was there already, sat on couches, which had been dragged to the side of the room to make way for a large mattress in the middle of the floor.

Penny had never met Niamh, Helen, and Amy's husbands so there was a round of introductions. Fortunately for the terrified new arrivals, everyone was fully dressed at this point, so it wasn't too awkward for them just yet. Penny already knew Niamh's husband was called Jamie; he turned out to be a 6'3" Aussie Rules football player aged around thirty, who appeared lean and muscled under his open collared shirt. Helen was married to Rick, who was in his early forties and looked like he needed to work hard to prevent a life of good living from resulting in middle-age spread. He was in reasonable shape, but didn't have the athletic appearance of Niamh's other half. Amy's husband Nathan was probably a year or two younger than her, putting him, Penny guessed, in his late twenties. He was a stocky black man, dressed in a suit which gave the appearance of being slightly too small for his bulky frame.

Everyone was dressed in smart casual clothing, which surprised Penny slightly; she had expected a range of raunchy outfits to be on display. That said, the impression Penny got looking closely was slightly sluttier than when seen from a distance. The skirts the women wore all seemed very short, the tops all very low cut, and the stockings were all fishnets. The exception of course, was Alyssa, who walked into the room after Penny and Mark entered, wearing a red velvet mini-dress, open at the front almost to her waist, with the two sides held together by a velvet ribbon, which crisscrossed across the front of her straining cleavage. Alyssa was carrying a bottle of white wine, and she topped up glasses whilst making sure Penny, Mark and Marina all had a drink.

With her drink in hand, Penny looked for a place to sit. The only obvious place was alongside Helen and Rick, who were sat on an otherwise empty couch. Mark and Marina squashed in next to her, and once they were seated, Rick's thigh pressed close against Penny's leg. With everyone settled, there was an attempt at small talk, but it seemed to be mostly out of politeness. Rick tried to engage Mark in a conversation about business opportunities in the area, and the women asked Marina how she had got on with Steven over the intervening week. Penny and Mark were far too nervous to really join in with the cut and thrust of a proper discussion, and although Marina was animated in her description of how her positive frame of mind had been slowly eroded during her week back home, it was clear the desultory chat was just killing time whilst waiting for someone to take the lead and get the evening started.

Looking around as the conversation went on around her, Penny saw Alyssa, on the couch opposite, had begun to massage Jason's cock and balls through his pants. Niamh and Jamie were on the same couch, and a few minutes later Jason moved one hand into Alyssa's lap and the other into Niamh's. At first, this was all relatively discreet; Alyssa and Niamh continued their questioning of Marina, and there was no obvious change in the atmosphere of the room. 

The mood was however transformed when Alyssa unzipped Jason's pants and pulled out his semi-erect cock. Looking around the room to make sure everyone had seen what she'd done, she started stroking it, slowly pumping her fist up and down the shaft, watching it swell beneath her fingers. Jason leant back on the couch and groaned; this in turn encouraged Alyssa to pump more vigorously. After a few minutes, Alyssa's pace slackened a little, and Jason was able to regain enough composure to reach his fingers between Alyssa and Niamh's thighs, searching for their slits, testing to see how wet they were.

Happy with this state of affairs, both women assisted Jason by pushing up their skirts and pulling their panties aside to allow Jason better access to their pussies. Something had definitely switched in the room now; there was a tangible change in the mood of the gathering. Next to where Penny was sat, Rick and Helen followed Alyssa's lead. Soon Penny could feel vibrations through her leg as Rick's body shook gently in response to the hand job Helen was administering. On the third, smaller couch, Amy slid the top of her dress away from her shoulders, giving Nathan access to her tits. Nathan immediately took advantage, placing the palm of his hands over Amy's chest and squeezing her plump melons before setting about fondling and sucking them.

Mark, Penny and Marina looked on open-mouthed as the other couples in the room openly pleasured each other. By now, most of the couples were kissing, and all of the husbands were squelching fingers in and out of their wives pussies while their cocks were being massaged. Penny looked at Mark and placed her hand in his lap. Mark put his hand on top of Penny's, and whispered into her ear, "You OK?"

"Yes," Penny whispered back, "This is hot isn't it?"

"It's weird," Mark said, very quietly, "I can't get my head around this. They're my neighbors."

"Just relax," Penny replied, "We can stay like this for a bit. How's Marina?"

Mark glanced to his left, where Marina was sat next to him. She was completely absorbed in watching the activity going on around her, the expression on her face combining shock with absolute fascination. Turning back to Penny, Mark said, "I think she's OK. This must all be a bit of a surprise to her, I guess. "

Penny stared back at Mark, concerned he and Marina were going to be too overwhelmed to go with the flow of the evening. Despite this all being new to her as well, and far more intense than she had anticipated, Penny still needed to maneuver Mark into a situation where he knew about, and was agreeable to her long-term desires. Getting Mark and Marina comfortable with what was going on around them was critical. For now though, all Penny said to Mark was, "Good. She needs to learn to relax more. You do too."

Just then, Alyssa looked up from where she was sucking Nathan's cock and smiled at Penny and Mark. Taking in their dumbstruck expressions, she waved cheekily at them, then spoke out loud to the room at large, "It's time I got some cock in me. Amy, do you mind if I borrow Nathan? Jamie, you can stay here as well if you don't mind."

As Alyssa had commandeered Nathan and Jamie, Amy coupled with up Niamh. Together, they walked over to where Helen and Rick were sat and asked, "Rick would you like to join us?"

Naturally, Rick smiled up at the two attractive women who were seeking to use his cock and replied, "My pleasure."

When Rick moved over to the couch with Amy and Niamh, Jason took his place, sitting in the gap between Helen and Penny and immediately turning to kiss Helen, saying to her, "Mmm, it's good to see you again Helen, I've been looking forward to this."

Helen was barely able to reply, "Me too Jason," before he'd slid to his knees in front of her. She immediately sank back into the cushions, tipping her legs in the air so Jason could pull her panties over her hips. As soon as the skimpy piece of underwear was cast aside, Jason shed his pants and boxer shorts and pulled his shirt over his head, leaving him stark naked. Helen bunched her dress up around her waist in anticipation of Jason's next move. Her legs were still high in the air, and as Jason returned to his kneeling position, she spread them wide, inviting him into the space between her thighs. Jason made the most of the invitation, pushing an extended digit into Helen, and scooping up the already accumulated juices. With his finger suitably lubricated, Jason smeared Helen's pussy cream over her clit, rubbing and teasing her as he did so. When she shuddered in response, Jason removed the finger and steered his cock toward her vagina, which was spread wide, ready to welcome him in.

Once Jason was fully lodged inside Helen's pussy, he set about fucking her, holding her legs spread apart as he slapped his hips into her backside repeatedly, forcing a succession of panted moans from Helen each time he filled her, "Yes. Yes. Yes. Oh YES."

The ferocity of Jason's pounding was pushing Helen back into the chair with each stroke; her small breasts trembled slightly with the shuddering force of each thrust Jason made.




Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 08



All this was going on only inches away from Penny. At first, Helen and Jason were so completely engrossed in their sex they ignored Penny, and she was able to watch, fascinated, as Helen was fucked senseless; close enough to Penny for her to feel Helen's body shake each time Jason drove into her. After a while, Helen registered Penny's presence and reached across to take her hand, holding it, then guiding it to one of her small, conical breasts. With a smile, Helen guided Penny, encouraging her to push the palm of her hand over the nipple, grinding into the firm nub as Jason's movements made it shake beneath Penny's hand. After a few seconds, Mark registered what Helen had done, and looked on in surprise as Penny fondled the other's woman's breast.

The others in the room watched the early stages of Jason and Helen's coupling, but once Jason settled into a steady, slapping, rhythm, their thoughts quickly turned to their own needs. Turning to Rick, Amy and Niamh stripped off his clothes, liberating his thick veiny knob with an accompaniment of appreciative gasps. Giggling together, the two women knelt in front of him, taking it in turns to suck on the swollen shaft, and then competing to see which of them could take the greatest portion of Rick's penis into their mouths.

Rick was thick and long enough for neither woman to be quite able to swallow his full length, but when Amy got to within an inch of his balls, she handed the engorged shaft back to Niamh with a satisfied grin on her face. Once Rick was good and hard, they led him back to the couch where he was easily persuaded to lie down. By making sure she took hold of his cock as he was led to the couch, Amy got first dibs on riding it, and she quickly straddled Rick, lowering herself down on to the engorged tool until it was fully buried in her pussy. 

Once she was comfortable, Amy set about making the most of Rick's throbbing penis, alternating between sliding up and down, and sitting right down onto it and grinding her hips. Very soon there was a slick of wet pussy juices coating Rick's cock and groin, flattening his pubic hair against his body. While Amy was riding Rick, Niamh released her sizable breasts from their restraints and fed them into Rick's mouth. After a few minutes of this, she twisted round to face Amy and sat on Rick's face. Both women leant forwards to kiss, eagerly slobbering their lips and tongues together; soon they had also taken hold of each other's breasts. Like this, Niamh smeared her pussy lips over Rick's mouth and nose, flexing her back, searching for the maximum amount of pleasure, constantly altering the angle at which her genitals ground onto Rick's probing tongue.

When Amy started cumming, Niamh helped her off from Rick's cock, lest the ferocity of her orgasm brought Rick to his ejaculation too soon. Instead, Niamh encouraged Amy to lie back on the couch, then got on all fours so she could eat out Amy's creaming pussy. With Niamh's backside projecting high into the air, it was easy for Rick to get behind her and slide inside. Giving Niamh's ass a ringing slap, Rick took a firm grip on each cheek and held on tight as he proceeded to pound furiously into her. The relentless hard fucking Rick was providing Niamh with had her moaning with pleasure into Amy's pussy almost from the first stroke. Once again, Penny sensed Mark, sat alongside her, do a double take when the action took this girl-on-girl twist.

On the other side of the room, Alyssa had taken control of Jamie and Nathan. After grinning lasciviously as the two powerful, virile men stripped in front of her, she said, "OK boys, I'm going to need both your cocks in me right now." 

While she was speaking, Alyssa slowly undid the ribbon holding the two sides of her dress together, letting the insubstantial garment fall away from her body. Once the oversized globes of her breasts were exposed, both men fell gratefully onto them, cradling the weight of them in their hands, each sucking a long, pointed nipple into their mouths.

Once Alyssa was satisfied with the tit sucking she'd received, she ordered the men to stand back, and peeled off the tiny G-string she was wearing, provocatively dragging the thin cord of the waistband over her ass and hips, until finally, her smooth, shaven labia were fully revealed. Beckoning Nathan and Jamie to follow her, Alyssa walked over to the mattress in the center of the room and stood confidently, with her legs apart, facing the two younger men. With a lustful glint in her eyes, Alyssa placed her hands on her broad hips and tossed back her long mane of dark curly hair; the action made her tits shake on her chest. Confident she had their attention, Alyssa taunted her partners, "Come on boys; show me what those cocks can do."

Both Nathan's fat black cock, and Jamie's slimmer but longer white tool were fully erect, jutting rampantly from their bodies. Without fully realizing they were doing it, both men stared at Alyssa, cock in hand, stroking meditatively as they considered their next move. With a glance at each other, acknowledging their shared good fortune, both men swung into action; Jamie grabbing Alyssa by the hips and guiding her to her knees, Nathan putting one hand on her shoulder and the other on her head to steer her face towards his knob. Once Alyssa was on all fours, Jamie knelt behind her, his athletic body butting into the thick curve of her ass as he speared her with his penis. At the other end of Alyssa's body, Nathan's stocky frame was directly in front of her face, his projecting shaft bumping against her mouth. Alyssa took a hand away from the mattress and used it to grasp the base of Nathan's prick so she could steer it between her lips.

As soon as both cocks were fully enveloped in Alyssa's body she began slurping on Nathan, while simultaneously bucking her hips back into Jamie, encouraging him to get stuck in and fuck her. Jamie eagerly complied, sending his long slim shaft hammering in and out of Alyssa in a series of hard fast strokes which withdrew almost to the tip of his knob, before slamming back in with a smooth powerful motion which repeatedly pushed Alyssa's mouth deeper onto Nathan's throbbing rod, stretching her lips as they were forced to take in more of his length. By now, the rhythmic slapping of Jamie's hard fucking was accompanied by appreciative groans from both men, and muffled moans from Alyssa, ecstatic as she writhed between the powerful forces of two hard, thrusting cocks.

Penny sat wide-eyed, amazed at what she was witnessing. She was in a room full of writhing naked bodies, surrounded by the sounds of flesh slapping together and moaned exclamations of pleasure. Right next to her, close enough to touch, Helen was on her back, being fucked senseless by Jason. On the other side of the room, Niamh was eating out Amy whilst Rick slammed into Niamh's slender body. And in the center of the room, Alyssa was being happily pushed around by cocks driving into her from both ends. 

This was more intense than Penny could ever have imagined. It was also incredibly sexy, and far more erotic than she'd believed it would be. She was massively turned on by what she was seeing. Penny could feel herself growing flushed, and wet between the legs. Curious as to the effect all this was having on Mark and Marina, she glanced to her left. Mark still had a stunned expression on his face, but there was a noticeable bulge in his pants now. Clearly he wasn't immune to what was happening around him. On the far side of Mark, Marina continued to gaze in fascination at the scene unfolding around her. Marina's expression was hard to read, but Penny was reassured by the way one of Marina's hands was placed in her lap, absent-mindedly stroking the front of her skirt.

The first orgasms of the evening were drawing closer. Helen was still gripping Penny's fingers, clamping them to her breast. Penny knew Helen was on the brink of cumming when she felt Helen's fingers tighten around hers. The moment arrived; Helen threw her head back and called out, "OH GOD! YES! YES!" as Jason bucked into her with all the force he was capable of. 

Then, close enough for Penny to clearly see the muscles in Jason's body clench as the first spasm overtook him, Jason came too, groaning out, "Oh fuck, yeah!" at the moment of his ejaculation.

Jason's initial spurts went straight into Helen's grateful vagina, but as he continued to shoot, he pulled out, sending his third jet onto Helen's stomach, followed by a trickle of oozed out cum pearls. As soon as the creamy white semen landed on her, Helen smiled at Jason, and said, "Mmm, thank you Jason," before massaging the spent ejaculate into her stomach, and using a fingertip to drag a thick bead of cum down onto her clit, where she used it to gently maintain the tingling in her body as she came down from her orgasm.

On the other couch, Rick has also withdrawn from the pussy he was fucking. Warning Niamh and Amy he was about to blow his load, he stood up, so the two women could sit on the edge of the couch with their faces below his swollen cock. By now Rick's penis was shining, slick with a thick coating of pussy juice. Since it was bouncing right in front of her nose, Amy took hold of the shaft, gripping it tightly and pumping it. Amy's milking forced a drop of translucent pre-cum to ooze out, where it hung suspended from the tip of Rick's glans, sparkling slightly in the low light of the dimly illuminated room. Niamh stuck her tongue out, licking along Rick's cock to remove the tiny orb of pre-cum. That done, she took Rick's glans into her mouth and sucked, while Amy pumped at the shaft and fondled his balls.

This was too much for Rick. Looking on from the other side of the room, Penny could see Rick's ass muscles tighten, and she almost cried out, knowing he was about to explode into Niamh's mouth. Instead, unwarned, Niamh recoiled in surprise as a slug of spunk sprayed into the back of her throat. Hastily recovering from the shock, Niamh took her mouth off Rick's knob, letting the second spurt fall onto Amy's wrist. Knowing now what was coming, Amy moved her face into position and let the third pulse of semen spatter onto her forehead and into her hair. That was the final big load Rick emitted, but Amy milked him carefully, assiduously extracting every last drop of semen from his penis. As he softened, the two women kissed either side of his shaft, their lips pressing together as they cleaned him.

On the mattress, Alyssa was still being serviced by Nathan and Jamie. Penny watched on in awe as Alyssa gamely took Jamie's pounding and simultaneously sucked on Nathan's cock. After a while, Nathan indicated to Jamie that he wanted to take a turn fucking Alyssa. When he'd pulled his cock from her mouth, Alyssa motioned to Nathan to lie on the mattress, and once he complied, she straddled him, then lowered herself onto his waiting penis, which stood vertically, standing proud of his body like a sturdy black joystick. Once she was fully impaled, Alyssa began to flex her spine, grinding her hips over Nathan, making sure every part of her cunt was being stimulated by his body as his cock gyrated inside her.

While Alyssa was settling into riding Nathan, Jamie moved in front of her, placing his cock right in front of her face. His tall, footballer's body forced Alyssa to tilt her face upwards, to where Jamie's long cock hung tantalizingly a few inches above her mouth. Determined to take hold of his cock, Alyssa leant forwards and grabbed Jamie's ass, reaching round to take a cheek in each hand. Then, using Jamie's body for support, she sagged even further forward and pulled Jamie down until his cock and balls were within reach of her open lips. At first, she sucked on Jamie's balls, stuffing them both roughly into her mouth and manipulating them with her tongue. Jamie's cock stiffened appreciably while this was happening, and soon it was pressed awkwardly against Alyssa's face. Alyssa's response was to switch her mouth from Jamie's balls to his penis.

Once again, Alyssa was in the situation she wanted to be in, pinned between two men thrusting eagerly into her. Jamie had taken hold of the back of Alyssa's head, and was now face fucking her, forcing his cock into her throat as firmly as he could. Even though the sex was forceful and rough, Alyssa had a satisfied air about her, confirming Penny's impression this was exactly what she had been looking for. There was a sheen of sweat all over Alyssa's body now, giving her tanned skin a warm glow which only made her more attractive. There was also a definite pink flush to Alyssa's body; Penny suspected Alyssa's orgasm was imminent.

In the end it wasn't just Alyssa who came. Nathan and Jamie orgasmed with her, more-or-less simultaneously. The precursor was Alyssa's grinding; it lost its rhythm, and she began to struggle to keep her mouth on Jamie's cock. She held onto Jamie's ass even more tightly, clinging to him as her climax overwhelmed her body. Beneath her, Nathan was cumming too, filling Alyssa's tightening pussy with a generous load of creamy jism. Determined to take every drop of Nathan's semen as it spurted into her, Alyssa pushed her pussy down hard, riding Nathan until he had nothing more to give her. Watching Alyssa and Nathan cum set Jamie off too; with a grunt and a jerk of his hips he unloaded his balls directly into Alyssa's throat. Jamie's hand was still on the back of Alyssa's head, but even without this, she would have willing kept her mouth in place as Jamie erupted onto her tongue. Keeping Jamie's penis encased in her mouth, Alyssa was careful to swallow every drop of the semen it yielded.

As this orgy of breathless copulation went on around them, Penny and Mark found it impossible not to become increasingly aroused. By the time Nathan and Jamie finished injecting their semen into Alyssa, Penny had subtly undone Mark's pants and extracted his cock. There was no way Mark could deny he was excited now; he was stiff in Penny's hand, and with Penny's actions partly hidden by the front of his pants he was more than happy for her to slide her hand up and down his shaft as they watched this first round of fucking wind down around them. Glancing across, Penny could see Marina was still completely absorbed in the display of orgiastic rutting going on around her. Marina's resistance was also slowly crumbling, by now her skirt was pushed up so her finger could rest directly on her panties. 

There was a gradual lessening in the intensity of the sex going on around Penny and Mark as the various couples and threesomes finished their play. One at a time, each group returned to the couches and sank back into their seats to recover. Slowly, as everyone compared notes and described what they'd seen and done, the buzz of conversation in the room increased; the awkwardness which characterized the first half hour of the party had disappeared. When Alyssa had pulled herself together sufficiently, she went to the kitchen to fetch a new bottle of wine and recharge everyone's glasses. It was at this point, when Alyssa returned to the living room, that she noticed where Penny's hand was.

Alyssa grinned lopsidedly at Penny, her face still bleary eyed and post-orgasmic, "What do you think? Pretty hot, huh?" she asked.

Penny nodded, then said, "Yes," quietly. Mark blushed, his face turning pink, as he was unable to deny the truth of Alyssa's statement.

For the next twenty minutes, Penny, Mark and Marina sat squashed onto their corner of the couch while the chatter of exited conversation rolled around them. Now the first bout of sexual activity was over, Marina was sheepish, embarrassed by how excited she'd been, but also by the way she'd been too nervous to let herself go with Mark and Penny sat so close to her. Penny knew Marina wouldn't be acting like this if she and Mark had relaxed a bit and participated in the action more. Wondering if she really had what it took to go through with all her plans, Penny berated herself. In the middle of an orgy the best she could manage was a half-hearted hand job. Was she really so uptight?

Penny got up to go to the bathroom. She washed her hands thoroughly, thinking through what she wanted from the evening, and whether she was brave enough to make it happen. Eventually, she made a decision, and when she walked back into the living room, Penny sat down between Mark and Marina, rather than in her old spot. 

Steeled by her new resolve, Penny turned to Marina and whispered in her ear, "Let's have some fun."

"What?" Marina replied, startled, "What do you mean?"

"Watch me," Penny said.

Taking a deep breath, Penny slid to the floor and positioned herself between Mark's legs. The room immediately fell silent. Acutely aware of everyone's gaze on her back, Penny pressed on, reaching out to Mark's unzipped pants and releasing his cock from where it was hidden. Mark's shocked reaction was predictable, but Penny looked at him pleadingly and said, "Please Mark, let me."

Mark didn't say anything, but he nodded, and helped Penny when she began to pull his pants off his hips, leaving the lower half of his body naked and his cock fully exposed. Penny gave Mark one final glance, catching his eye with an expression which combined love with impulsive recklessness. Then, with everyone in the room looking on, Penny lowered her mouth to Mark's penis and began to suck.

The response Penny got was both immediate and dramatic. Mark groaned loudly, and swelled to his full stiffness in Penny's mouth, pushing her lips apart. Penny's blowjob was slow but thorough; she used all her skills to provide Mark with as much pleasure as she was able, sliding her mouth down until his cock lodged in the back of her throat, then, with her lips clamped as low as she could get them, bobbing her head so she was effectively fucking him with her mouth. When Penny was forced to come up for air, she slid her lips up and down Mark's shaft, slobbering over his penis as her tongue played along its length. When Penny caught a faint hint of pre-cum on her tongue, she stopped her slurping, and keeping Mark encased in her mouth, turned her eyes up to him.

There was a glint in Penny's eyes which made Mark stare down at her expectantly. She opened her mouth wide, letting Mark's engorged rod fall from her lips. The movement was sudden enough to make Mark's rock hard cock bounce slightly, dipping toward his groin before returning to the vertical. Sitting up straight, Penny turned to check everyone was watching her. The circle of onlookers was rapt, leaning forward in their seats as they waited for Penny to make her next move.

Penny turned to face Marina. Forcing her voice to stay as calm as possible, Penny said to Marina, "Why don't you come and join me?"

Both Mark and Marina reacted sharply, uttering exclamations of surprise and shaking their heads. Marina sat dumbly, too shocked to speak. Mark was the first to respond, "Penny! You can't do that."

"Why not?" Penny asked, keeping her voice as level as she could.

"She's your sister!"

"It doesn't matter. You're my husband, and I want to share you," Penny said.

Marina was listening to Penny and Mark's exchange with an expression of horror on her face. Penny was terrified of going too far and scaring Marina, so she spoke to her gently, making sure her words were innocuous and non-threatening, "I've always told you what a wonderful lover Mark is. I know you've never been jealous, but I want you to experience him." When Marina didn't say anything, Penny continued, "It's my gift; just while we're here, in this room tonight."

Sensing the moment was getting away from her, and Mark and Marina's resistance might be too much for her to overcome, Penny stopped speaking. Instead, she moved alongside Marina and whispered in her ear, "Don't say anything, just come and sit next to me for a while."




Penny Meets the Neighbors Pt. 08



Penny took Marina's hand and led her onto the floor. Marina looked from Penny to Mark, but too scared to make a scene, she acquiesced, allowing herself to be guided into the space where Penny had been kneeling. With the room now absolutely silent, Penny knelt next to Marina and returned her mouth to Mark's cock. This time, as Penny sucked, Marina looked on from only inches away, staring intently at Mark's veiny shaft as Penny's lips, spread wide around it, slid smoothly up and down.

For a few minutes Penny ignored Marina, and with her eyes closed, focused on what she was doing. All that could be heard was the sound of Penny's slurping, and Mark's heavy breathing as Penny's sucking stimulated the sensitive nerves in his penis, causing the sensations he was feeling to grow in intensity. Finally, Penny judged the moment was right. Once again she took her mouth away from Mark's penis. With one hand grasping his shaft, she reached up with the other hand to Mark's lips and put a finger on them, saying, "Shh."

At the same time as she was forestalling Mark's resistance, Penny proffered his penis to Marina, angling the tip towards her lips, and saying quietly, and as softly as she could, "Go on."

Marina was still hesitant. Penny looked at Marina, pleading with her eyes. There was a long silence. Once again, Penny spoke, her voice barely audible, saying simply, "Please."

This time, Marina took Mark's cock in her hand, and with a final glance up at Penny's equally hesitant husband, she slowly lowered her mouth to his swollen glans. Marina began gradually; moving her lips down the shaft, slowly adapting to the unfamiliar bulk of Mark's penis as it filled her mouth. Marina hadn't got Penny's experience or practice, and she wasn't able to get her lips quite as close to the base as Penny could, but having just been a witness to the enthusiastic cock sucking of Alyssa, Niamh and Amy, Marina tried to suck as skillfully as she was able, determined to not to make a fool of herself in front of this knowledgeable crowd.

It was Marina's fear of being laughed at which finally served to break the tension. Her diligent sucking began to work its magic on Mark's cock, and soon he was groaning just as loudly as when it was Penny administering the blowjob. It soon became obvious Mark was oblivious to his former reservations, and his only care now was the sensations being produced in his cock by Marina's oral attention. In turn, the appreciative sounds Mark was making encouraged Marina, and she also forgot her earlier reluctance; as the blowjob went on, Marina's sucking became less cautious and tentative. Satisfied with the way things were turning out, Penny looked on as Marina's head bobbed up and down enthusiastically in her husband's lap.

The only trouble for Penny was, after a few minutes of watching Marina, she wanted to take a turn sucking on Mark again. She moved her mouth in close to Marina's, her lips dangerously close to where Marina was slurping on Mark's shaft. For a brief moment, Penny thought about moving in the extra inch and kissing Marina, but just as she was about the make the leap, Marina registered her presence, and with a nod of recognition, removed her mouth from Mark and asked Penny, "Do you want a go?"

Penny didn't reply, but simply took hold of Mark's shaft and resumed where she had left off earlier, sucking on him as deeply as she could, deeper than Marina was capable of. Penny knew she was showing off to Marina, but she didn't care. For a minute or so, Penny sucked gladly on Mark, once again using all her experience to provide him with the maximum of pleasure. Then, when normally she would take a break and come up for air, she instead removed her mouth and offered Mark's cock back to Marina. By now desperate for another go, Marina gladly accepted the proffered penis, and sucked until she was breathless. The two sisters continued like this, happily swapping Mark's tumescent cock between them, knowing they were putting on a display for both Mark and the circle of spectating onlookers.

At some point during this process, Penny became too impatient to wait her turn, and took Mark's balls into her mouth while Marina was swallowing his cock. The action of two mouths on his genitals at once produced a dramatic increase in the volume of Mark's groans. From then on, they continued like this, both of them pleasuring Mark at the same time, one working on his cock, the other on his balls. Doing this forced their lips closer and closer together, and eventually they succumbed, letting their lips touch as they kissed around Mark's shaft, both of them slobbering over the rock-solid eight inch rod at the same time. Penny knew if they continued much longer like this they'd abandon Mark's cock altogether, and simply kiss each other.

If Mark was going to accept Penny's new feelings for Marina he would have to see Penny kissing her eventually. Now wasn't the right time though. At this moment, Mark had abandoned his inhibitions, and was unconcerned about Marina sharing his cock with his wife. The danger was later; he might come to regret what he'd done, before Penny had introduced the idea of them sharing Marina in more ways. No, Penny had to press on, and convince Mark this was something he wanted. Besides, Penny was proud of how good a lover Mark was. Penny trusted Mark, she knew he'd be a stepping stone for Marina on the path to discovering her true desires; what she really wanted now was for Marina to experience her husband's sexual prowess.

Penny reluctantly acknowledged it was time to pull her mouth away from Mark's penis, and sat up, motioning for Marina to do the same. Marina looked on wild-eyed, animated by the thrill of performing fellatio on her sister's husband. She was clearly by disappointed by Penny's request for her to stop. Ignoring Marina, Penny took Mark's hand, saying, "Come with me," as she led him to the mattress in the center of the room.

With his mind still spinning from the blowjob he had just received, Mark willingly obeyed Penny's instruction. His compliance faltered, when instead of lying down, or getting Mark to lie down, Penny instead turned to Marina and said, "Come here and join us."

Marina looked confused, and said "What? Why?" 

Penny said simply, "I want you to fuck Mark."

With her voice rising in shock, Marina replied, "Are you serious?"

"Yes," Penny said. "You need to know what it feels like to make love properly, to be really fucked. And I want Mark to be the one to show you."

Marina repeated herself, her voice more questioning this time, "Are you serious?"

"Yes," Penny reiterated, "I love you both. I want to watch Mark take you, and I want to watch you being satisfied, really truly satisfied. Right now, there is nothing I want more."

"I can't believe you're saying this Penny."

Penny's reply was firm, "Well I am. Trust me. Please, lie down Marina, I'd like to guide you."

Mark stood on the mattress, listening to this conversation, not knowing what to do. When Penny finished speaking, it was his turn to express doubt, saying, "Are you sure this is wise Penny?"

Penny's response was to kiss Mark passionately. When she pulled away from him, she looked into his eyes and said, "Please Mark, do this for me."

Neither Mark nor Marina actually said anything to Penny, but she knew from the way they looked at her they were going to do as she asked. Penny helped Marina remove her clothes. When Marina was fully naked, Penny got her to lie back on the mattress and knelt alongside her. Marina stared up at Penny, her large brown eyes questioning as she waited for Penny to make the next move. Penny turned to her husband, who had pulled off his shirt and socks, leaving him naked too, and motioned for him to kneel beside her.

Penny put her mouth to Mark's ear and whispered into it, "I want you to take Marina in the missionary position first, to get her used to your cock."

Still on his knees, Mark moved between Marina's legs and lowered his torso until he could support himself on his hands. Marina lay passively beneath Mark, still unsure how to respond to the situation. Her body was beautiful, with her soft tits splayed out on her chest, the distended nipples prominent on the large brown discs of her areolae. When Penny raised Marina's thighs and lifted her legs into the air, the glistening pink interior of Marina's wet pussy peeked out beneath the thick bush of her pubic hair. Penny reached into the space between the two bodies and took hold of Mark's cock, squeezing it between her fingers until she was satisfied with its stiffness.

When she was sure Mark was ready, Penny tugged gently at his cock, pulling his body down towards Marina's. When the head of his knob was close enough, she steered it, brushing Marina's clit with it, sending it grazing over once, then twice, until Marina's body shuddered and she let out a loud moan. Satisfied they were both ready, Penny whispered in Mark's ear once more, saying to him, "Go on."

Mark moved his cock downward to the entrance to the black hole of Marina's vagina. He pushed himself in, slowly at first, until the head was enveloped within Marina's body. She gasped, a loud, exclaimed, "OH!" which echoed around the room the moment Mark entered her. Confident now his cock was correctly aligned, Mark drove home, filling Marina in one quick movement. She gasped again, louder and more drawn out this time, as the upper side of Mark's shaft slid against the walls of her enveloping pussy. Mark sank down onto Marina until only the upper part of his body was supported by his elbows. With the rest of his body pressed close against Marina he set about raising and lowering his hips, driving his cock repeatedly in and out of her gaping wet pussy.

Marina's gasps became a succession of panted exclamations, each one pushed out of her body by Mark driving in and filling her. Mark responded to Marina's excitement by pumping into her even faster, his hips slapping into Marina's raised thighs with each stroke; making Marina's tit's wobble on her chest each time he slammed home. The circle of onlookers looked on in awe as Marina's moans became steadily louder and increasingly incoherent. Just when it looked like Marina would lose control, Mark slowed down the pace of his fucking, drawing his cock in and out of Marina so it dragged over her clit. For a fraction of a second, Marina's moaned quietened, then, as her body responded to the new stimulation, she began to moan again, this time in a wordless, high-pitched wail, which went on uninterrupted as Mark continued to grind into her.

Mark changed the pace again, this time using a rolling rhythm which circled his cock as it moved in and out of Marina. Once again the tone of Marina's moaning changed in response to the variation in the way she was being fucked. Without warning, Mark switched back to his initial fast-paced driving rhythm. From then on, Mark pounded Marina relentlessly, using her pussy mercilessly, but switching pace each time Marina appeared to be adjusting to the fucking she was receiving. Penny looked on from the side, satisfied both Mark and Marina had abandoned themselves to the intensity of the sex they were engaged in. Both had clearly forgotten their earlier inhibitions and reluctance.

When Penny judged the moment was right, she placed her hand on Mark's shoulder, and indicated he should stop. He paused, but kept his cock buried inside Marina. Below Mark, Marina gazed up at Penny quizzically, wondering why she had interrupted what, for Marina, was the best sex she had ever experienced. Finally, Penny spoke, explaining, "It's time for a change of position. Mark, you lie on your back now."

Obeying Penny's instruction, Mark rolled off Marina and lay on his back. Marina looked disappointed at Mark's penis withdrew from her vagina, but she allowed Penny to lift her, and with Penny's guidance she straddled Mark. Once again, Penny took hold of Mark's cock. This time it was thickly slathered in Marina's pussy juices. Penny pumped the shaft a couple of times, but it was already rock hard. Then, as Marina lowered her body, Penny steered the cock between her labia, nodding to Marina when she was satisfied it was correctly placed. When Penny's signal came, Marina sat down and took Mark into her body in one go.

Penny could see Marina's pussy lips yielding as her body adapted to the girth of Mark's shaft. Taking hold of Marina around the shoulders, Penny instructed her, telling Marina when to buck her hips over Mark's body, when to grind slowly, and when to slide her pussy up and down the length of Mark's penis. Penny's instructions bought Marina to the brink of cumming in a few minutes, and then kept her there, hovering on the edge for another four or five minutes. When Penny saw Mark bucking up into Marina, clearly desperate to satisfy the urges emanating from his cock, she let Marina have a free rein. For the final few minutes Marina rode Mark until she was practically screaming, while beneath her, Mark thrust upwards until he lost control of his cock and shot load after load of his creamy hot spunk up into Marina's pussy.

Mark collapsed back onto the mattress. Marina would have fallen on top of him, but Penny held her in her arms, letting her sag back onto her breasts. At first, all Marina could do was gulp air into her lungs and pant breathlessly. As she slowly recovered, she began to speak, letting loose a torrent of pent up emotions. For Marina, this was the most amazing thing in her life, an orgasm like nothing she could have ever have imagined. Penny listened indulgently, happy her sister had finally discovered how wonderful sex could be. When eventually, Marina paused for breath, Penny used her thumb and forefinger to turn Marina's face towards her.

Without saying a word, Penny leaned in and kissed Marina firmly on the lips, passionately tonguing her in an open-mouthed kiss which went on and on. From below, Mark watched, speechless.

***

When Penny and Marina's lips eventually parted, the room erupted into a babble of voices. The only person who was silent was Mark, still dumbstruck by what he had seen. The experience of fucking his sister while his wife watched on and encouraged them had been fantastic, and the resulting orgasm was incredible, one of the most amazing experiences of his life. Seeing Penny and Marina kiss so passionately afterwards was more than he could handle. The way they kissed, the way it lingered for so long, the way they looked at each other as they pulled apart. Mark could tell there was more to the kiss than excitement bought on by the sexually charged atmosphere of the party, but he found it difficult to articulate exactly what he was seeing.

For the entire time they were fucking, Mark and Marina were the sole focus of attention in the room. Mark was forced to push his thoughts regarding the kiss to one side as Penny's friends and their husbands crowded round, praising Marina for the way she had ridden Mark and congratulating her on finally getting the hard fucking she had craved for so long. Most of all, the group were gratified by the way Penny and Marina took center stage, and done everything in front them. As far as everyone in the room was concerned, Penny, Marina and Mark were now full members of the group.

For Penny the evening wasn't yet complete. The whole point of the night as far as she was concerned was to reveal her bisexual nature to Mark, and in particular her feelings for Marina. More than that, Mark had to not just know about these feelings, but accept them. She could tell Mark had noticed there was more to the kiss with Marina than he was aware of. Penny could sense the moment of truth was rapidly approaching.

As Penny sat, consumed by her worries, Alyssa came up to her. The smile on Alyssa's face told Penny trouble was coming. Alyssa sat down beside Penny and put her arm around her shoulders, "Penny! that was amazing. You must be so happy for Marina."

"Yes, I am," Penny replied, uncertain as to where this was headed.

"You know," Alyssa said, "The next thing is for Marina to fuck one of our husbands."

Penny nodded, "I'm sure she'd enjoy that."

Alyssa continued, "The thing is Penny, it was wonderful of you to help Marina like that, but it strikes me, there's one thing missing."

"What's that?" Penny asked.

"You're the only person here tonight who hasn't fucked anyone yet. That can't be right, can it Penny."

Penny didn't know what to say. It was true she was as horny as hell, but her main concern was Mark, and her goal of making him accept her bisexuality, and her relationship with Marina. She looked at Alyssa, and after thinking about it, spoke, "It isn't important. I came here tonight because I wanted to sort out my future with Mark, and let him know what I do with you."

Alyssa smiled, with a look which dismissed Penny's concerns as trivial, "Oh that! Don't worry about that. You go and get yourself laid, I'll make sure it's all sorted out."

Alyssa stood up, and in a loud, booming voice said, "Are any of you men ready for another round? Penny here needs a good seeing to."

***

Although Penny tried to act casually, Alyssa's words filled her with a short-lived bout of apprehension. Penny had never been with another man since she had married Mark, whoever she fucked now would be her first new sexual partner for nearly twenty years. She had been so focused on bringing Mark and Marina together; the fact she would be expected to have sex with another man at the party hadn't really registered. Once again, Penny was forced to hastily adapt to Alyssa's vision of how things should be. Penny reflected on the changes in her life: what would once have been unthinkable for her was now part of her new reality. It was a measure of how much her world had transformed over the past hours and days. Realizing that actually, yes, she would like to have sex, Penny resigned herself to the inevitable, and was happy when Nathan grinned and said he was ready for another go. 

Although she'd have been reluctant to admit it to Alyssa, deep in the pit of her stomach, the idea of fucking the youngest man in the room gave Penny a considerable thrill. The fact he was a solidly built black man with a particularly thick cock didn't hurt matters either. For the next twenty minutes, Penny got used to the idea of being with another man by slurping on Nathan's cock, conscious of Mark's eyes on her the whole time. Then once Nathan was nice and stiff, she got on her knees and took him doggy style. They then switched positions a couple of times, mostly because Nathan wanted to play with her tits as he fucked her. Eventually, when he came, he was lying behind Penny spooning into her, reaching round to fondle her tits as he shot a thick load of cum into her.

Once she relaxed, and realized Mark now seemed comfortable with the idea of swinging and was getting off on watching her being taken by another man, Penny enjoyed the time she spent fucking Nathan. After the initial shock at how full on the party was, and then the emotional intensity of persuading Marina and Mark to come together, simply lying back and taking a pounding from a good hard cock was incredibly pleasurable. Although Mark and Marina watched every second, it helped Penny relax knowing that during the time she was with Nathan, most of the other people in the room gradually paired off and began a second round of sex; she'd been the center of attention long enough. Looking around, Penny could see Alyssa bending over in front of Rick, Amy lying on her back cheerfully taking a pounding from Jason, and Helen riding Jamie while she leant forward to let him play with her breasts.

When Nathan finally came inside her, Penny kissed him gratefully, then pulled herself to her feet and walked over to where Mark and Marina were sat talking with their heads close together. Having both cum hard recently they used the time Penny was on the floor with Nathan to recover and take stock now their earlier hesitance had evaporated. It was obvious they had been discussing something serious with each other, and when she joined them it was clear to Penny they their conversation was about coming to terms with the fact they weres who'd just fucked each other. Listening to them recap their discussion, Penny was pleased to discover they were both more-or-less OK with it. Mark had obviously enjoyed himself, but was keen to stress he wasn't going to do anything behind Penny's back. Marina meanwhile was evidently grateful for the experience, but understood it was something which would have to be confined to parties like this one if it were to happen again in the future.